A super long awaited post...
...As usual. This post was written like... urm.. when I was still training? I think my 2nd last week of training if I'm not mistaken which means early December or maybe late November. Wrote it since then but forgot to post till today. Wahahaa... thought of not posting but... it's quite... entertaining (I think) so I'll just share :p
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His perspective:
Ever since that day, my heart has been captured. The first time I saw her, I felt like I was in heaven, she being an angel. Everyday since then, I had waited. Every morning, hoping she would pass my desk and I'll catch a glimpse of her breathtaking face, sometimes a little sleepy which is quite cute.
She walks with poise, she walks with grace, she has the wind in her hair. Her strides are with confidence, full of life, and with passion. Almost every evening she passes my desk, me wishing she would just look at me or acknowledge my presence. More often then not, she stares into the managing directors' offices. I wished she would look the other way.
She comes back up and again I see her. Carrying a stack of papers but only her back can be seen. I wished for a day when someone would accidentally bump into her and she'd drop the papers in front of my desk, where I'll help her collect them back and take it from there.
My wish was not fulfilled. Now I'm already in Singapore for a business trip. And by the time I get back, she would have probably be gone as she is just a trainee. How I wish I could turn back time and tried to be friends with her. How I wish she was a permanent staff. How I hope she would return in the future.
My days will now be back to a state of grey. Dull and lifeless. I pray she returns and breathes life back into my poor soul. For now, memories of her would keep me going. Keep me strong. She was the light in my darkness. She was the colours in my black and white life. She was the core of my earth. She was everything...
And I do not even know her name.
Her perspective:
I started as a trainee here, with the heart of stone. I promised myself not to care about others, just staying alone. I failed. I made friends. I made myself happy. I was not alone. Life was great everyday. I lived everyday like it's my first. I was finally myself.
I told myself to let go, and I released everything. Every doubt, every feeling. I felt like a bird. It was then when my eyes opened. I saw many beautiful things in life which I failed to see before. But one beauty, totally captivated my eyes.
He was so beautiful. He was so serene. He was just the gentleman. I knew. We've not met, but I knew. If there was a chance, I would walk along that passageway just to catch a glimpse of him. His expression puts me to ease each and every single time.
I pretend looking into the managing directors' offices everytime I pass his desk, hoping for the offices to be vacant. The darker the office, the better. The darker the office, the clearer his reflection on the office glass window is. I stared at his reflection. I really stared. Thank the heavens for glass windows. I do this almost everyday, hoping he would not find out.
I think he does not even know I'm alive. I feel down when he is away from his desk. I need that calm feeling. I need to see him. I wish I would be given a task which allows me to work with him. Unfortunately, there was none. When I prepared to pack his travel advance, I was devastated. He was leaving for Singapore for a business trip. By the time he gets back, I would have already completed my training. I hope for a once last opportunity to talk to him. I hope that I am the one who would give him his travel advance.
I carefully looked through his travel advance requisition form. My world crashed down. I saw a "No" to the question "Do you need advance?" Not wanting to believe it, hoping it was a typo, I asked a senior about it. The senior gave me a glint of hope. The senior told me to personally ask him about it. I was overjoyed. Pretending to not know where he sat, my senior showed me the way.
At the corner of the cubicle, my world tumbled again. He was not at his desk. I was to inform the section manager and let her take it from there. I informed. She mailed. He replied the next day. He confirmed it was a "No". I lost all hopes of conversing with him.
I'm leaving in 2 weeks. He would still be in Singapore. He would never have known, the girl who admired him. The girl who stared at him. The girl who needed him...
Me.
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Nice or not, nice or not? I really want critics and comments on this please. Oh, and don't take this too seriously. I'm not the "girl" and no one is the "guy". ^_^
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His perspective:
Ever since that day, my heart has been captured. The first time I saw her, I felt like I was in heaven, she being an angel. Everyday since then, I had waited. Every morning, hoping she would pass my desk and I'll catch a glimpse of her breathtaking face, sometimes a little sleepy which is quite cute.
She walks with poise, she walks with grace, she has the wind in her hair. Her strides are with confidence, full of life, and with passion. Almost every evening she passes my desk, me wishing she would just look at me or acknowledge my presence. More often then not, she stares into the managing directors' offices. I wished she would look the other way.
She comes back up and again I see her. Carrying a stack of papers but only her back can be seen. I wished for a day when someone would accidentally bump into her and she'd drop the papers in front of my desk, where I'll help her collect them back and take it from there.
My wish was not fulfilled. Now I'm already in Singapore for a business trip. And by the time I get back, she would have probably be gone as she is just a trainee. How I wish I could turn back time and tried to be friends with her. How I wish she was a permanent staff. How I hope she would return in the future.
My days will now be back to a state of grey. Dull and lifeless. I pray she returns and breathes life back into my poor soul. For now, memories of her would keep me going. Keep me strong. She was the light in my darkness. She was the colours in my black and white life. She was the core of my earth. She was everything...
And I do not even know her name.
Her perspective:
I started as a trainee here, with the heart of stone. I promised myself not to care about others, just staying alone. I failed. I made friends. I made myself happy. I was not alone. Life was great everyday. I lived everyday like it's my first. I was finally myself.
I told myself to let go, and I released everything. Every doubt, every feeling. I felt like a bird. It was then when my eyes opened. I saw many beautiful things in life which I failed to see before. But one beauty, totally captivated my eyes.
He was so beautiful. He was so serene. He was just the gentleman. I knew. We've not met, but I knew. If there was a chance, I would walk along that passageway just to catch a glimpse of him. His expression puts me to ease each and every single time.
I pretend looking into the managing directors' offices everytime I pass his desk, hoping for the offices to be vacant. The darker the office, the better. The darker the office, the clearer his reflection on the office glass window is. I stared at his reflection. I really stared. Thank the heavens for glass windows. I do this almost everyday, hoping he would not find out.
I think he does not even know I'm alive. I feel down when he is away from his desk. I need that calm feeling. I need to see him. I wish I would be given a task which allows me to work with him. Unfortunately, there was none. When I prepared to pack his travel advance, I was devastated. He was leaving for Singapore for a business trip. By the time he gets back, I would have already completed my training. I hope for a once last opportunity to talk to him. I hope that I am the one who would give him his travel advance.
I carefully looked through his travel advance requisition form. My world crashed down. I saw a "No" to the question "Do you need advance?" Not wanting to believe it, hoping it was a typo, I asked a senior about it. The senior gave me a glint of hope. The senior told me to personally ask him about it. I was overjoyed. Pretending to not know where he sat, my senior showed me the way.
At the corner of the cubicle, my world tumbled again. He was not at his desk. I was to inform the section manager and let her take it from there. I informed. She mailed. He replied the next day. He confirmed it was a "No". I lost all hopes of conversing with him.
I'm leaving in 2 weeks. He would still be in Singapore. He would never have known, the girl who admired him. The girl who stared at him. The girl who needed him...
Me.
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Nice or not, nice or not? I really want critics and comments on this please. Oh, and don't take this too seriously. I'm not the "girl" and no one is the "guy". ^_^
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