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 দ্বারা the cane...FUCK! I slept with House.
He was in the ঝরনা whe I woke, so I got into my পোশাক and made my way to my kitchen. I got myself a couple of peices of টোস্ট and spread জ্যাম 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 ব্যক্ত 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 ভদকা 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 ব্যক্ত 'fuck me' so I replied-"
"I know what আপনি replied!"
"Admit it, আপনি 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 অথবা Cuddy.
"I'm not trying to upset আপনি here,"
"No, it's not that, I'm just confused as to why আপনি called me Lise, I mean আপনি 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 ঝরনা whe I woke, so I got into my পোশাক and made my way to my kitchen. I got myself a couple of peices of টোস্ট and spread জ্যাম 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 ব্যক্ত 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 ভদকা 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 ব্যক্ত 'fuck me' so I replied-"
"I know what আপনি replied!"
"Admit it, আপনি 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 অথবা Cuddy.
"I'm not trying to upset আপনি here,"
"No, it's not that, I'm just confused as to why আপনি called me Lise, I mean আপনি 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 প্রণয় become something we need, rather than something we want? প্রণয় was seen as something special a long time ago. Now প্রণয় is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. প্রণয় is common currency when আপনি are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older আপনি get. Do we not care about the substance of what প্রণয় was and not what it has been made into today দ্বারা commercialisation from American চলচ্চিত্র and টেলিভিশন commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience প্রণয় for real, can we মতামত and judge others who are in Love. প্রণয় means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of প্রণয় is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? প্রণয় 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.