A story about someone named "Miss Lawyer"

I hate regrets "I'd tell you what's on my mind rather than not tell you anything at all and sit still in regret wondering what'd it be if I did tell you everything I thought about. I'd risk losing you but at least it wouldn't be on the conscience of me not trying"

The Curse of Adronitis — "Would it have been different, if only I waited?

the choice of wine to the type of music we vibe on, the ideology of the moon to the like interest on poetry, the soft spot for beaches to the excitement of travel.

Somewhere along the lines, we had our interests aligned.

Except now, the idea of two chairs by beach seem to remain unseated.

I could go on to write about the color of her eyes, and how it holds the similarity with that of the waters from the mangroves back at home. I could go on to write that of the way I felt her holding peace and excitement in her embrace, even if it were perceived from those brief 3 seconds. I could use the wordplay of metaphors and dichotomies to describe her and the likeness of the beauty that the moon has, the very moon that I am truly, purely, honestly and apologetically so in love with. But if I were to write all of that and the rest of what I felt for her too soon, I’d scare her coming out too strong with the thought of a bond with no titles being a huge commitment. And as much as I wished to tell her all of it in an instant, I think for once I’d regret risking the chance of having something beautiful.

But I suppose at the very end, the sand I held in my fist lost it's presence as I tightened my grip taking away the love I hoped for with no titles. I suppose at the very, I did scare her away.

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