Angel In Disguise

lately, i met this girl, a college girl... met may be a much word for it but we had a few conversation, aight... not just nice looking and swell and all but really gorgeous looking girl. (that's for me) she looks so innocent and beautiful, long hair, fair complexion and a kissable lips. (wish i have the chance to kiss her before this)... so much definition for a 2nd-time-acquaintance like me but its not that i have seen here two times also, i have seen her almost everyday or better if i say i gotta've see her everyday. everytime i see her she still looks the same as gorgeous as ever but i am the one who's changing. you know, like looking an unidentified portrait or any art form, the more you look at it the more you understand about it, the more you appreciate it but still it stays the same as the first time you get a good look at it. like that, the frequent i saw her the better i get a look at her, i appreciate her more, i think she becomes more gorgeous everday, my feeling from appreciation to admiration and into something i can hardly define... like a wine, the longer it stays the better it taste... darn! i really thought that im falling for her though i also thought that im giving her a feeling when we have our short but worth contacts... but i can't picture myself being with her most of the time, maybe just to take her to bed but not as a boyfriend. don't know can't explain it. there is this one time, that it just dropped in my mind imagining her as a prostitute and im throwing my wallet in just to have that chance to ram her. darn! i didn't like to imagine that way it just bump into my mind though im imagining her but not on that crude sexual part, i swear.

by the way, i just knew lately that she's really a damngirl for hire, though i haven't prove it and don't have a plan to prove it, either. i can't even imagine again those things i had, i mean the way it bumped into my head before this. now i know that she is that kind of girl, not even another sexy imagination with her will materialize in between my ears , i just can't. everything i know from her in regards with the sexy part is from someone that i can't vouch to be a reliable one also. that is one problem in me, i easily believe in hearsay even if i haven't prove it myself though not that i really believe 100% but i give it a bigger weight till its proven, just in any case you want to read the truth. not that you can know immediately if she's a prostitute or not just by looking at her that is why i believe on the account of that someone.

anyway, i still look at her like an artform. maybe somethings were not meant to be change at all though i really, really feel sorry for her for not thinking of other decent werk for her school expenses(i assume that would be the reason) but i think, a girl for hire is better than being a plain damnBITCH. coz, i see the first one as victim of social situation than the later, who victimize other and blame it on society.