Skip to main content

Dear you,





Dear you, 

I used to have plans for everything. My life has always been scheduled. I don’t know since when my days is full of loneliness in a coffee shop. Sometimes I feel like needing company so much I start calling everyone. From friends to the best, until I got no one. And then I snap, picturing your familiar figure sitting in front of me; your fragrance creeping into mine; your thin hard smile blinding my vision. It only took three second for me to dial your number and hung up the next. Shit, I should’ve known better than falling into the same hole I tried to ignore. Thank God I ended it before you pick up your phone. In some short spaces I looked around. All I could find is my red lipstick and its red stain everywhere; on a cup of chocolate I drank; on a brisk of smoke I burned. I really have no other option but to mute people’s chatter with Ed’s. “Cause maybe your lovable and maybe you’re my snowflakes and your eyes turned from green to grey in the winter I’ll hold you in a cold place and you should never cut your hair cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder,” he said—or sang. I couldn’t love him better, you know. He is great, he is here every time I need. And he said every words I have always love to heard. Oh shit, fuck me and my heart and my lonely soul. 

Still I am longing for your short thick voice more. This night couldn’t be any colder.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Once upon every night

I misread the map and forget to say But you brushed it with “it’s okay, I prefer we took the long way” You smiled and let the music play How can you avoiding the right turn Makes my stomach burn Maybe it’s because the wheel speed doesn’t really match my heartbeat The one goes slow, the other one is overflow All we do is screaming out To the old song you like Our voice is tone deaf and sounds horrible At the moment I realized that my feeling is in trouble I cursed at the crowded street That you seemed to enjoy every bit It’s the way that you never think twice To not let me be alone under the night lights Maybe it gives me shiver More than the way you open the door Or bringing close my dinner Now you ended up being more than a blur
1 comment
Intrigued enough? »

We will always be a could have had

I used to crawl into bed with the pain of your name Blood streaming down my eyes; praying for the time you came Screaming for air at the same time Not ready to hug you with another goodbye My whole life I only know you as one, And eighteen, twenty one, also thousands of none That afternoon I let the day passed by And yet, you go back to the place when we were still blind The tight hug is not helping at all Neither the easy tone wrapped in a loose t-shirt Your whole existence reminds me of hell I’ve been living in Since the last time you let us be gone And leave me here all alone Those days I wasn’t even sure I will survive because I used to run from everything by going to your reek-of-cigarettes words and cold as stone mouth. The sweet “ oh, darling, remember that you will always come home to me ,” used to make relieve streamed down all over my bones. That was enough, the hand to my limped foot; the band-aid to my burning world. My name rolled over the messages which I knew who it...
Post a Comment
Intrigued enough? »