It’s weird dwelling upon you.

The fact that I wake up every morning and wished I was not in my bed.
Perhaps he might be right,
perhaps I still enjoy fooling and playing still.
Perhaps I am not ready for IT.
I still want to tease and play my game.
I don’t want to be held down yet.

The past months have been crazy.
The swarm of bees on the honey is tempting.
Sweet talks, fine dining, fast rides, surprise gifts.
Materialistic? Dreamy?
I’m on luck.
I found my lucky charm.

This lucky charm was a gift from someone special.
I threw it away once upon a time,
I forgot how it sits on me.
Through the days,
I told myself better days will come.
The past week has been marvelous.

Two weeks from now,
I’ll be away from this familiar place.
I am going to a foreign land,
a place where I want to be,
a place where blue skies are,
a place where laughing seems to be my second job.

As soon as it may seems,
I did no wrong.
I owe nobody apologies or explanation.
Feelings developed.
My heart itches when that number appears.
I chose to flee.
I chose to try.
I chose to fail and fall.

These were the days,
I will turn on my music player,
singing the love songs.
Ironic.
Cheesy.
Funny lyrics that keeps me giggling at 4am.
Tunes that keeps me humming when I stripped naked.

I remember watching this particular TV series,
keeps me hoping, keeps me dreaming.
I told myself,
it might happen,
it might not.
End of the day, I take my chance.

This time,
I smile and say.
We’ll see.