a reminiscence of that evening
the bus cruising down the familiar lanes
arriving excitedly we skipped away
an increase in pace surged within my veins
a reminiscence of that dinner
the same decor, the same ambience
fish'n'chips with a fountain of tartare
an aura of bliss rippled in abundance
a reminiscence, not, i was seated differently
so was the serving of my meal
the staffs and the company too
i drowned in an emotional struggle
a reminiscence, not, i tried walking out
countless attempts, fallen and beaten
my mind is dead, my senses are dead
but the tiny kindle in my heart goads me on to stand and fucking fight
i wish i could share, i wish you knew how i feel
sorry for not being able to phrase and speak
i try to pen my thoughts down instead
a post full of nothing but shit