Currently working on possibly changing the titles. I may make small changes due to inconsistency in my writing . However, I'm trying to work on another project.
On the walk home, the air is somewhat breezy, but the sun is still out, bright, and strong.
Coats, no longer needed. Maybe just a light jacket, and some longs will do.
The walk is inevitable, in a refuse to pay for a bus ticket.
All in all, its only an hour, or so walk home.
Nonetheless, the joys of watching the scenes of the streets as,
I go on my stroll,
makes it all worth the while.
A rich culture, passes me by.
Diversity in fullness.
Each business bringing a taste of their world into our future.
Lights dim with large focus balls.
The grand entrance to a ball.
Decorated alongside,
narrow bookstore fits perfectly
into the picturesque of it all.
As the scenes becomes glimpses, a blur flows into a wakeful dream...
The Lights are low, and the brown rustic brick wall highlights the accent beauty of gloom. Varied spirit bottles of multiple sizes lies in-between the mirror shelved dresser drawer leading to the room.
The share with neighboring roommates, keeps the the vibes cool.
Video games, haze, and, square frames make for tis' mood.
Colorful bulbs, and Christmas balls will be decorated
up until the month of June.
Embracement, in the held of hands between two.
One a player, the other, - shrewd.
Fading from daydream, to a complacent thought of.
She pulls her phone out, browsing through in, and out.
Keith: No, I've just been busy. [ Sent 15 days ago ]
But I've sent several messages before, waiting patiently in between days.
Scrolling in-between beginning conversation, and on.
I just don't understand where, and what went wrong.
I think maybe its maybe something I said.
Maybe, it was a bit too much of overdo.
My delivery might have been off in the lieu,
of getting through.
Through, a thought that overcame me. Allure, and refuge in the moment of subdue.
In the excitement of fantasy, I show myself in a ponder of a game of who, is who. Be whatever works, to be the you, or stay in cue
How easy it is to get caught in the loop.
The world of online dating, of douce, and rouge.
Either way...this entire thing just got me confused.
And, I don't know really know why I'm so tripped up.
In the exchange of a few texts, over the course of a day or two.
I feel bummed about the visionary portraits of my mind; The idea of two personalities, come intertwined.
But its just all just imaginary; A dream, a simple fantasy, of figment reality.
The cliffhanger puts me at unease.
But I can conclude, based on what I can see. Its safe to say, its a positivity, any hint of interest, is definitely beyond me.
All this thinkings got a girl hungry.
One thing that'll always make the day - a 6 pack, wings, and a vegetable wrap.