The Perfect Date
Knock Knock…I was in that hotel lobby again... the lobby I feel I have been visiting for ages it feels familiar it feels comfortable it humms my favourite songs and it radiates the warmth in my presence yet you keep on saying isn’t it that we must just yesterday. Knock Knock "Come on in, I’ll turn on the AC and slightly whisper to the windows and will sway the curtains, don’t light two light one and we’ll share". So how’s it going I feel I just have today isn’t it and then we’ll never meet again…how strange it is you can share anything, lie truth fiction, or even fantasies you can narrate an eternity or a monologue where there’s no mention of me…you can create a memory or I can erase your’s yet remember we’ll never meet again, you can hate me you can fall in love you can shout reveal or just be quiet yet remember we’ll never meet again And there it was the lighter of pursuits, reasoning, and reality…I wonder how you always manage to kindle the fire not so ordinary how wit...