3 Desember 2025

day 3: and, we disappear

one night, one ring 
half through one bottle of wine
drowning myself into these sorrows
your voice, breaks through the noise
slippin' in from the back door
the friend i never asked for 
never asking on how are you 
but knew the deepest, darkest secrets
people don't know about 
the fear, the dreams,
the real face underneath these masks
i wear to hide from those clowns 
slippin' out when dawn's comin' up 
slipping off my fingers 
and when i see it, i just realized 
you were never been mine 
us never been real enough 
and as the sun rises up 
we disappear into the life
that kept separating us 
into two different worlds


// but not all of the nights that we crossed each others' paths
03.12.25; 6.16pm

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