whimsical fancies.

it's one am and now
i'm too sucked in cause
it's three days later
i can't stop thinking about you.

cliches and hopeless romantics. lime green paper tattoed with affirmations. the comforting hum of the air conditioner. occasional buzz of passing vehicles on the highway; assurance of a never sleeping town. traffic lights switching from red to green to amber to red with the sleepy streetlights shining down on the pavements. a black and white photograph, somehow with energy still caught within the perimeters, radiating, subtly, but nevertheless, catching the expression of the captured one. yellow Impulse deodorant bottle and outward bound. reminiscence might -at any moment now- cause memories to unravel themselves like thread - but i can't stop thinking about you.

note to self: start doing holiday homework.