CRUSH...

(memoire du passe....)

I like his eyes, his smile is made more dramatic, more sincere, more heartwarming when he smiles with his eyes...

I like the way he crinkles his nose...it makes him all the more cute...

He is into what I'm into - physics, etc - I mean, sweats a little profusely when it's hot, just like me...so I guess that we'll both be comfortable in an air-conditioned environment...comfy huh?

Physical contact? yes, our knees had physical contact when we were cramped in the bus on field trip day during one summer camp in my distant past...

Stranger though he is, he keeps appearing within the vicinity where I am...or maybe it just seems so now that I'm paying a closer look at him...

Oh but he's vain! He's got more ear studs than me. It does not matter though...not really a big deal...besides it makes him more good-looking...

He likes taking pictures, and might be good at it! His DSLR tells me so...[i'm glad that I was one of his objects of focus once in his and my life...]

And yes, we were together on the special corner for photographers at the church...we were interested in the same glass window display...

And the brows! So full of feelings - like you'd love to see those in action:

sad when you leave...

happy when he laughs...

remorseful when expressing apologies...

worried when confused...

Parting time...end of summer camp...

I thought he left ahead of all the other campers...and I gave up.

T'was almost the end anyway and I accepted that maybe, the next time's next year....

But whoala! What a great joy! He was there when I was about to leave for my flight...

He was the last person I saw before I finally bid farewell to the campsite...and maybe the last to see me too...SAD...

Bye, Kim...until we meet again...