I don't remember last night that well. I remember waking up in my bed, wering nothing...that's not right. I have a splitting headache and there's a mans clothing all over my bedroom. -FUCK! I slept with another random...but, my eyes were caught द्वारा the cane...FUCK! I slept with House.
He was in the शावर, शॉवर whe I woke, so I got into my लबादा, बागे and made my way to my kitchen. I got myself a couple of peices of टोस्ट and spread जाम all over them. It was then that I heard the familliar limp coming from my hallway, I looked up and his tall form came into view.
"Hey Partypants," he कहा smiling at me as if I'd done something really stupid that night.
"Umm...hi?" I replied, obviously confused.
"You don't remember, do you?" he said, signalling the the clothes all over floor and the multipule empty bottles of वोडका, वोदका and wine alol over the table.
"Fuck me," I muttered to myself, but House must've heard.
"Wasn't last night enough for you?"
"What?" I had now reached to get some paraceatamol from in my cupboard to cure my headache.
"You कहा 'fuck me' so I replied-"
"I know what आप replied!"
"Admit it, आप enjoyed it,"
"How could I have possibly enjoyed it when I don't even remember it 'cause I was that drunk?"
"Sorry, Lise,"
"WHAT!?" I was anngry but was confused as to why he had used Lise instead of Lisa या Cuddy.
"I'm not trying to upset आप here,"
"No, it's not that, I'm just confused as to why आप called me Lise, I mean आप don't even use my first name!"
He inched closer to me. My insides melted at his closeness, he looked so sexy-I couldn't resist! His hands wrapped around my waist and my hands started pulling his face closer to mine. My lips were waiting for that longing kiss...............
then.............................................
I woke from my dream...
DAMMIT!
He was in the शावर, शॉवर whe I woke, so I got into my लबादा, बागे and made my way to my kitchen. I got myself a couple of peices of टोस्ट and spread जाम all over them. It was then that I heard the familliar limp coming from my hallway, I looked up and his tall form came into view.
"Hey Partypants," he कहा smiling at me as if I'd done something really stupid that night.
"Umm...hi?" I replied, obviously confused.
"You don't remember, do you?" he said, signalling the the clothes all over floor and the multipule empty bottles of वोडका, वोदका and wine alol over the table.
"Fuck me," I muttered to myself, but House must've heard.
"Wasn't last night enough for you?"
"What?" I had now reached to get some paraceatamol from in my cupboard to cure my headache.
"You कहा 'fuck me' so I replied-"
"I know what आप replied!"
"Admit it, आप enjoyed it,"
"How could I have possibly enjoyed it when I don't even remember it 'cause I was that drunk?"
"Sorry, Lise,"
"WHAT!?" I was anngry but was confused as to why he had used Lise instead of Lisa या Cuddy.
"I'm not trying to upset आप here,"
"No, it's not that, I'm just confused as to why आप called me Lise, I mean आप don't even use my first name!"
He inched closer to me. My insides melted at his closeness, he looked so sexy-I couldn't resist! His hands wrapped around my waist and my hands started pulling his face closer to mine. My lips were waiting for that longing kiss...............
then.............................................
I woke from my dream...
DAMMIT!
When does प्यार become something we need, rather than something we want? प्यार was seen as something special a long time ago. Now प्यार is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. प्यार is common currency when आप are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older आप get. Do we not care about the substance of what प्यार was and not what it has been made into today द्वारा commercialisation from American फिल्में and टेलीविज़न commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience प्यार for real, can we टिप्पणी दे and judge others who are in Love. प्यार means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of प्यार is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? प्यार is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.