See that smiling girl?
Sincere one, isn't it?

See that happy girl?
So happy that you suddenly feel blessed, don't you?

See that cheerful laugh?
You can't help but also grin, can you?

She is the girl,
Who always smiles,
Happy,
And cheerful.

Yes.

She has millions things to hide.
Gazillions secrets within herself.
Loud screams in her mind.

See that girl?
It's me.

And when you are back
You will know where to find me

Sitting in the corner
Waiting for your arrival
Hoping that you would come to me
Expecting you still love me like I love you
Like we used to

You know exactly
Where to find me

You know where I am

You know me

You can close your eyes
From the things
You refuse to see

You can shut your mouth
From the things
You do not want to say

You can cover your ears
From the things
You mind to hear

But

You cannot fool your heart
From the things
You feel

Hope.
Expectation.

Oh.

Disappointment.
Anger.

They left me.
Are they friends?
Were they friends?

*******.

For he always comes unexpectedly,
he loves me unusual ways;
unconditionally.

January 2005.
What a creep.
The end drove me to foresee.
Imagination went wild.
New creature arose.
A whole new world.
New different level.
Living on the edge.
With the creatures I created myself.
They are all fiction.
Yet I believe in them.
Postulating them real.

How?
To stop presupposing.

Haul me.
Salvage me.
Patronize me.