Seven in the evening and was hypnotized by the glares of the city lights
Mouthwatering grilled pork, street food flattering my empty tummy
Bowl of coins turned into empty wallet.
Just eat the smell and be full.
Liquor defeated my consciousness
Kept on singing the tune of "ILYSB"
In the middle of nowhere, trying to fix my mess,
looking for a jeep that would bring me back home.
A plastic cup of cold water with cubes of ice was spilled into my shirt
Then suddenly asked myself where I was going.
My blurry vision made things complicated.
Have heard someone’s voice telling that the jeep I was going to ride on was already full,
ready to depart and was the only jeep that was left.
Without any hesitation, decided to sit on the center aisle nearby the entrance.
The cold rain poured the flaming street.
Nurturing the blossoms of the flame trees as the jeep passed by.
Catching droplets of rain, mesmerizing the flash moments with Loved.
‘Til flame trees’ petal was flown towards my palm reminding someone with a big heart
Wishing that someone could be here sitting beside me
Taking stolen glances, capturing sweet smiles, recording laughs and giggles
Enjoying kissing the rain, catching one’s breath, leaning head on shoulders
Saving memorable stories between I and YOU where there is love
Words you uttered will never be enough like a scale model of the dream house of us.
Authenticity is all I want, should be realistic through actions.
It shouldn’t only be felt, but thought.
Because love is riding on a jeep, you come and go.
Leave when you meet your destination.
You shouldn’t have to ask someone to stay if they wish.
Just let them bid goodbye.