This sunset reminds me of a story which has no beginning, nor ending but it was a story
lots of words were written with souls
two damaged souls dying to be together
but they were never together, never was, never will be
their hopes became dust
fly through the air
gets into their lungs
choked

The flashback still repeating some scenes that doesn't even need to be repeated
but guess what, I am slowly getting along with them
doing my things like killing feelings, burn every hope and desires
isn't it more fun to laugh while you are drowning in your tears?
or simply dont feel anything while you are bleeding?

No, it hasn't been done yet
No, He didn't dump me
Yes, I do feel down now
Trying to run away from reality
but
No, it's not the end
cause, It has no beginning...

You who goes by "Lonely"
Yes you, who reads these rhymes
Please pause here for a moment
I won't take much of your time

You see my friend, I'm lonely too
In the dark with paper and pen
So I'm writing you this poem
and signing it "Your Friend"

Though I'll prob'ly never see you
nor ever know your name
I do not need to see your face
nor know your cash and fame

I do not care what color you are
how short or tall or fat
I'm weary of all these parties and creeds
So, for a moment, forget all of that

Yes you, dear friend, forget with me
Inhale this moment serene
where we are not opinions or castes
Just two humans with two glowing screens

Be human with me, simple and pure
For a moment breathe deep and feel free
then should you have the time, and a halfway good rhyme
Perhaps write a poem for me.

Signed,
Your Friend