Published on: December 18, 2022
Thank you for coming back..
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Date: August 12, 2017
"Can I have a minute with you?"
That's what he asked,
I gawked at him for a good few seconds,
He waved his hand to make me come out,
God, that's so embarrassing.. how can I just zone out?,
I mean he is good from far, but from this close, I was not ready for that interaction, not ready for that pretty smile, and moon eyes, and. and. that dropped voice directed at me...
He talks about reviewing some sweets...
Looking at me with so much hope, and those twinkling eyes,
Can't say no,
Ate three pastries, two croissants, two puddings,
I am done with sweets in this lifetime...
Date: August 16, 2017
Is it suspicious to be here daily?
Should I skip a day,
But,
I am a customer, as long as I am paying, we are good right..
Nobody gonna know, nobody needs to know...
Date: August 21, 2022
My bitterness seeks sweetness,
~Need my sugar rush,
My gloominess seeks colors,
~Need my Red,
My coldness seeks warmth,
~Need a cuddling kitten, 'My cub'...
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See, I can write poems now,
What you doing to me.......
Date: August 29, 2017
F*ck my boss, miss the chance to talk to him.
Date: September 1, 2017
His chortles,
His chortles sound like a jammed truck engine,
Has a chesty laugh,
The right hand goes auto mode, holding the left side of his puffed chest, eyes turn into crescent moon,
Never knew jammed engines can be melodies..
I want to hear him more, with that dropped voice..
Would it be creepy, to record it?
Can I record it..
Date: September 3, 2017
"Mr. Kanwut"
That's what he called, too formal,
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Gulf,
He should call me, Gulf.
His Gulf.
His and only his Gulf..
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