by Omeng

Over Again: Over and over again…

February 16, 2015 in HE Said by Omeng


Dearest “A”,

“Roses are red, violets are blue”
I’ll forego of this instead, however stick like glue… La la la blah blah blah…

Yes, I’m far from being “the sweetest guy ever”… Not even the sweeter “sweeper” from whom your feet get swept off… I’m not even sweet to begin with… And if only to validate that, I won’t even justify it by saying “I’m real though and so is my love for you” yakety yak (or yuck) and all that crap…

There you go, I even consider these things as it is for me – corny as it could be. I guess, what I’m trying to say is that I’m sorry for popping your bubble. I’m sorry for not meeting your expectations of being that “Christian Greyish-like” person for a man. I suppose I only have “50 shades of gray area” as much as about 5% shades of gray hair… However, you’re my “Anastasia Steele” – my (Ane,-I-stay-as I Still) love you. I’m not funny to you like how you find Brendan Fraser’s characters amusingly charming. A musing is what I’m into though – on how to be as charming (lol); OK, I’m just trying to be funny. I guess I’m not (make that “lol” into “ulol” then). And I’m not George Clooney who seems to be aging well; I’m only aging and that’s it. Compared to Taylor Lautner’s six-pack abs, I’ve only got ABS (A Big Stomach). I could only howl and probably be as wild as the wolf in his Jacob. As ordinary as any common mortal, I lack the “immortality-injecting fangs” of Edward Cullen if only for the promise of eternal love. I’m only good at biting your head off and that’s seemingly as often as eternal… Oh yes, we get into each other’s nerves. We have our disagreements. We argue. We fight… A LOT.

We are each other’s oppositionist. We’re ‘opposites’ after all. We’re not the “OA” couple for nothing…

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with my “She-Devil”

Going back and speaking of the biting reality, you’re into vampires and werewolves, zombies and demons, witchcraft and wizardry, whereas, I keep it real; I’m an angel, the good guy… OK! OK! I’m not, OK?! Sheesh!… In fact, I bitingly find gratification on how you nor science can’t (realistically) explain how vampires get an erection or a more believable answer as to the shape-shifters’ “change in wardrobe” part… You know the gods and the goddesses down to demigods, Greek mythology and all. I on the other hand believe in God (*with devilish grin in awkward silence)… Nevertheless, I really do. I mean, really… You have super powers being knowledgeable on comic book superhero facts. However, there is no “better villain” to your self-declared protagonist character than my being. You like Batman, I like “butt girls” – OK that’s not true; it was just so to contradict you… You’re into books while I rather read the newspaper. You’re a “drama queen” and I’m an action star… Oh well, having said I’ve got “ABS” a few lines back, then that’s more of a fiction. But hey, that’s your thing right… while I like human drama. You’re into chick flicks and reality TV the likes of The Kardashians. Though I’d most likely watch the Kardashians if they’re in the next Expendables movie as “collateral damage” (that’s mean, I know…) You’d watch ‘Oprah’ or ‘Ellen’, I’d watch Jordan or LeBron…

What else? You’re hot (and a cold bitch), I’m warm. What.., am I not? You’re lean, I’m fat. You’re fair, I’m dark. You’re mean, I’m kind. Alright then, I could be mean and you’re one of a kind… “And a lot more” as I would say it compared to your “OK OK fine! Get to the point!”

You see, there’s nothing we can agree on except on disagreeing and I guess, agreeing on the above-mentioned differences… And so I guess that’s how we find balance in our relationship. Despite these opposing factors, there are the complementing similarities. Perhaps we could initially attribute it from the aforementioned factors that we’re each other’s pain in the ass — there is no ‘you and me’ only “ass” which by the way includes those ass-grabbing/slapping (“Who’s your daddy?!”) moments (lol)… Kidding aside, I love you, you love me. Fact is, that’s not enough though. We both acknowledge that. We’re parents to our kids who value togetherness with respect to each member’s individuality. Hmmm… We both like to eat. Weeeee ahmmm like food as much as we’re like food. As a matter of fact, if our relationship is some confection, it’ll be the dark chocolate almond kind. Bittersweet. The ingredients as elements are complementing. And we’re nuts dealing with each other as much as we’re crazy for each other… We like movies hmmm I mean watching good movies. Together. OK so this is harder than I thought; that we can’t seem to think of other common sensible attributes. Truth however is that acceptance is key. I guess we just have to accept that. Accept what? I mean… Happy Valentine’s Day! Belated. Let’s just you know… Goooo! Go somewhere or what, far and beyond… Together.
OK now, “Together forever na na na na na na…” What?! Fine! I LOVE YOU! Sheesh! This isn’t over…

Yours Truly,
“O”

by Omeng

Occasionally Aroused

April 9, 2014 in HE Said by Omeng

This post might as well validate this site’s status – arousing interest occasionally…

In as much as I prefer to regularly post more rousing articles herein, preoccupancy from other worthwhile undertakings have kept us ‘Occasionally Available’ (for this “OA” site at least yet that’s being “OA”still).

“OA” enough, ‘Occupied Always’ attracted the opposite…

Speaking of “occasional arousal”, I just thought that it’s the same reason why ‘A’ deems or rather complains of our intimacy to be ‘on occasion’ basis as well.

That’s what this post will engagingly be driving at…

To rather write (or communicate) about intimacy – or for a more interesting term, sex – between couples, I’m hoping that I wouldn’t sound sleazy along this about-sex article though… Read the rest of this entry →

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