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Sep 2018
It was past 11
The clock ticks in the night
A rather sad movie plays on the background

Yet for some reason
My eyes were on something else

I had the chance to hear your voice
"I'm too lazy to type. Call me."
You were hesitant
I was anxious

For a moment the distance didn't matter
Our voices softly echoing in our ears
Even just for a second
We let our worlds play by our own little rules

Quivering
The mood was still unsettling
Yet I gave you the assurance
The assurance which I wasn't sure of as well

Things took a turn
Uncertainty turned into bravery
As you've learned that I was in for the same

Same feeling you've wanted
Short-lived
Ephemeral as it may seemed

We were two sides of a coin, you see
My views were far-fetched
Yours stopped halfway

Of what you've yearned which was deemed temporary
Temporary company
Temporary feelings
Temporary memories

I replied
"Why not give it a go?"

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Yes. That sounds like fun"
Fun
Joy
A moment of spark
Which was bound to die sooner or later

I've always been into commitments
There's always something
About the fidelity
The blinding devotion
Of the faith and trust
That'll mark my ashes forever

Yet here you are
A guarantee in your chuckle
That you'll end up living all alone
One day
Some day
So you just wanted to have a good time
Enjoy while it lasts

We were two sides of a coin, right?
But I saw a path halfway
A path leading to you
It was a garden
Full of roses trying to hide their thorns
This is perhaps
Where we shall meet
As we're about to leave each other's arms before we knew it

You've always yearned of what's deemed temporary, you see

So even just for a moment
a second if you may allow


Even if those feelings weren't genuine enough


Let us fill the air with the scent of love
that would probably stay on your shirt
And will make you smile as you try to look back one day

This was a foolish idea
We both know
As we nervously laugh at how we agreed upon this game
Silently looking for an excuse to run away as the night deeply sighs

I was unsure about everything else
But darling


I wouldn't agree if my feelings weren't true
For I've loved you
Good night
To my friend, has been, always will be
Written by
Inga  Manila
(Manila)   
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