Everytime** I scrolled down
my Facebook. Filled with AIR.
I thought of congratulating all the
posts but just ended up liking all.

EverytimeI opened down
my door. I saw him, holding
a laptop with cup of coffee,
on the eve of exam week.
I thought of smacking him down
when he speaks of her in his
sanctimonious and witty verbal noun
but just ended up giving him - a big- smile.

Everytime I crossed down
the street of light. I marveled at her
while waiting on a brown side.
In a smoky daylight, I thought
of speaking to her but just ended up
having Bournville all night.

EverytimeI closed my eyes.
I saw you in my dream
waiting on the other side.
And I’ll think of you tonight.
Your memory is like a sweet
melody. It won’t leave my
head. But there is no you,
except in my dream tonight.
And I don’t wanna wake up tonight.