seeing through

to remember,
always remember.
when all is drunk,
there will be one,
that is not.

organizing reality,
hoping all is true.

her senseless talks,
listened.
her bountiful kisses,
glistened.
she is hoping for something,
imminal, but powerful.

the arms to embrace,
the sweet nothings of tinkling sensation.

she hopes,
she yearns.
requesting for this chance,
to lead her away of loneliness.
she fought against all odds,
she feign ignorance.
to succumb to the beatings of the heart,
exactly at this moment.

she loves you,
when she lean forward and plant her kiss.
the cohesion of the biggest sense.

truth, the hard way.
why do you want to fail her tonight,
she ponders.
is she not the right one,
is it wrong?.

men and all their lies,
just to prove that words are indeed cheap.

thus,
there is no LOVE in this situation.
its men and the combination of alcohol,
how very depressing.





yc