i have dyed my hair twice
cut it off several times
my phone went from
drained to fully charged
but i still think of you
and everything
we've been through
from every heartbreak song
i listen to the radio
now, i wonder
do you ever think of me too?

but somehow what we do need
isn't really a lover to keep us sane
but someone, a one call away
always ready to listen to all our rants
at 12am, when we can't stop overthinking,
and can't fall asleep
while the rest of the world
has already been offline since 10pm.

maybe my mind got a little bit lost
on that night our paths first crossed
the spirit of tequila stirred my inertia
and sent me into a different level
of adrenaline-filled stamina
you took me to the dance floor
our hips swayed back and forth
you held me like an expert
gracefully, swirling around
trailing the colorful lights
and exciting sounds,
shining, shimmering
like a dainty disco ball

it's just a funny thing that i could still
think of you and how i spent
last year's summer chasing sunsets and
having impromptu meetups with you
at the parking lot of the nearest mall
in this little city while my heart's
always enthralled improvising ways
on how i should greet you
as soon as you opened the tinted
window of your car door

i feel sorry for the girl before me,
she took the risk first but ended broken;
i feel sorry for the girl whom they said took you for granted,
she was once the talk of the town,
what a mess;
i feel sorry for you,
you really don't have to pretend you've already moved on,
such a weakling;
but i feel terribly sorry for myself,
i didn't make a second guess, it could've not been like this
i shouldn't be in this mess.