Out there in the continent of longings; while holding wishes for you, I never knew I was in love too. My chest was home to a cold blooded war & eyes numb, were looking for any available bar.
And then I found the antidote by which every wound heals. I touched it & found it nothing, but just some old dry leaves. I could not condone the last night’s dreadful fight & ran out in the darkest hour of the drunken night, for a last peg of his last night. “Listen baby! He was dying & he was shrunk,” looking at me she said,”I bet that man must be bloody drunk”.While holding the moon for you I never knew I was in love too!