11:50 pm . loose threads
never thought i was one
to try & find that feeling
in the most strangest of places
because the chances that have lead me
down to the first row of the theatre,
seem so sudden & so imbued
with meaning i might not
have ever known

& there i find
a reincarnation of you,
standing against the red curtain
has the shirt you wore in summer
it is so odd.

& there i tumble
down from any real logic
running away at my first chance,
to escape the conversation
trying to make conversation,
alone at the desk
i'll just be the girl
that nobody knows.

nostalgia . uncertainty