hey stranger

in a world inhabited by billions of strangers, how will i find the one whom my heart beats for?

whenever i am in a crowded place, walking my way out through a dozen, a hundred or so people, i have myself asking, could he be here now?
could he be that guy who i thought looked my way?
the one who bumped my shoulder when he hurriedly ran down the stairs?
maybe the guy who was hailing a cab?
or the one who was talking animatedly to a group of friends?

one of them could be him.
or not.

how will i know?
will my heart thump so loud to the point that he could almost hear it?
or will i feel butterflies and dragons in my stomach?
or will everything around us seem to stop, then something like . . .can this be love i'm feeling right now? . . . plays in the background?

cheesy?

corny?

eeeweee!

there are times when i find it hard to believe my own words, my own piece of advice to a friend who like me wonders how long she will wait, you'll find each other. . . in God's time. just wait and see.
sometimes i get tired of daydreaming and pray to God i could just stop myself from wishing and waiting.
but then again when i get tired of getting tired from waiting, i can't help but switch back to my "daydreaming mode".
again and again.

to the one i am waiting for:
while i am dreamily waiting for you, could you please think of me too?
just a little.
or is it too much to ask?
i wonder how long it will take you to work your way through the crowd.
do me a favor of keeping an eye on a dreamy-eyed little girl who might look a little tired and lost.
because probably that girl is me.
and she'll just be so happy to have met you, finally.