If I meet you again,

my approach would be totally different,

cause I’ve changed…

And I know that it may sound as a lie,

but the world keeps spinning

I dont know why wouldn’t I?

I would tell you

How lonely I am since the last time I met someone…

How I enjoy solitude,

cause then I can write,

and how writing makes my heart feel shiny.

I would tell how I like to play music in the dark as a rehearsed exercise of hearing my thoughts

and how I may be the only person in this city

that enjoys a hot coffee in the middle of the summer.

Absurd and all…

Nowadays,

I don’t know how much I keep from the “me” you met,

when me is changing all the time,

because of my age or my quarter life thoughts.

But finding you

would mostly be the challenge of meeting you again…

Cause making that call

is exactly what I am more afraid of.

all the time.

Meeting you again