Friday, November 11, 2022

4076 : No rhymes

At the upmarket cafe, you sat across me. Resplendent you, the fluorescent red of your lips and glowing like a pig (I am good with compliments na !!). How we laughed, like two dorks who had just sold the world. 

It was eons ago - my memories are blurred and yet I clearly recall being exceedingly happy.

All it took was 6 cups of tea, and us being our twerky selves. The sublime joy of being with someone who you unflinchingly adore without a good reason.

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