I'm the one...I'm the one sitting in front of your door every night.I'm the one carrying your picture in my purse.I'm the one thinking about you every second.I'm the one staring at the moon every night.I'm the one being happy that it's the same sky we both look at.I'm the one following every of your steps when you leave your apartment.I'm the one not caring about your ignorance.I'm the one just feeling good with being by your side.I'm the one loving you my whole life.I'm the one keeping the precious memories in my heart until the day I die.
Friday night...FRIDAY NIGHT-- -- -- -- --When the sun sets at friday night...When the darkness occupies the land...When the neonlights turn on...When the people get ready for party...Then I know...My time has come.Wearing a tight jeans and a plain white t-shirt, I grab my jacket, leave the apartment and slowly walk down the lamplit streets.Bright colors. Plain faces.Everywhere.Nameless human beings around me, but I don't care about them.The loud music captures my attention.The club is chock-full.Dancing bodies. Ecstatic voices.Everywhere.It takes half an hour 'till I feel thirsty.The bartender didn't even look at me.I return to the dance floor, but soon I feel thirsty again.Grabbing my left standing glass again, I taste the sweet bitterness of the drink.For some reason, I feel tired soon.I don't understand it.I'm used to this...I sigh and grab my jacket to leave the club.When the cold nightly wind hits my face, I almost feel like I'm about to collabse.Suddenly...People. F
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