9:9:95

Are you restless?

Are you bored?

'cause it seems the smile comes from the lips not from the heart,

the old touch is missing,

the old me is losing,the old us has gone.

where do lover goes after bite.

i miss my silly little me,

i miss being stupid because of you,

and i'm in a klutzy way of yoga.

i hope to see you,

under the tree,with flashing light of undeniable love we've shared.

But it wont happen anytime soon,

you're in the City of Angels

while me,

I'm in the City of Birling.