finally got the chance to give you some layered writings after all… mojito’s worth it.
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in a place again inconvenient
in a place again small as a matchbox full of details
at somewhere, dunno what word comes after or before.
in a mood
tired but convenient of what has happened through a week.
” ” ” ” ” what have i become and what shall it(the life itself) be
“some eyes are led on you, buddy”
i look around
see a runaway smile eye
hope that she
hope she won’t be going away
and maybe again
hope that’s not
but she smiles conveniently the other day
how r ya?
though my fella asked for a drink
and she brought it with her hands
im jealous already
i recall, fine and you?
we drink our mojitos.
i am convinced she wouldn’t break my heart
though may be
don’t play for the crowd, play for yourself i recall
when you play
and if it is a game
crowd will *surely* salute you
i dont believe it
not to play
not to act
and when in underwater
or in deep silence
we are somehow
undiscovered lovers at a glance
with hearts already broken
but ready to be forgotten.
sometime around april – years ago insome insanely other place.