Feelings

My hopes soar everyday. Patrolling the sky, looking for its wanted.

Await this. The next one is special. The goodbye part. This scene made my already alert-from-dormant-mode heart release a bountiful amount of smoke and ashes. “Floating in the air of love.” Fast irregular outbursts. Fast irregular beats in my chest. I couldn’t remember if you kissed my cheek or if I kissed yours. Upsurge of boiling magma. That intimate moment together, I remember we both felt awkward. “Let’s be awkward together.” We looked straight into each other’s eyes and smiled. I asked no more. To mellow down the awkwardness, I suddenly blurted out, “See you at the beach!” A confirmation in the form of that luscious grin.

You left me hanging like that in a dream. But my hopes soar everyday.

My hopes, they sure have soared for them to reach a certain kind of reality.

Await this. The next one is special. The goodbye part. I embrace the powerful splash of waves against my body. Goodbyes are an adrenaline. Palm against palm. But then again, no regrets, right? Castor facing Pollux. Fast irregular surfs. Fast irregular beats in my chest. My arms above your shoulder and around your neck and your arms below my shoulder and around my back. Crash of the waves. “Floating in the air of love.” We hugged for I don’t know how long. I didn’t have the bother to think. Or was there even something to think about? My ears were happily tuning in to your greeting, “Happy birthday!” “The best things in life are free.” A confirmation in the form of that luscious voice.

Patrolling the sky, that wanted is shining upon me.