still, to my dear friend clara,
happy birthday
~24/09/2015
i never really liked parties,
not because they were too loud and sweaty,
but rather because i lost control over my head.this time i remember seeing clara,
she works at the flower shop
and she's so beautifuli was grabbing a drink when she came up to me
and as i said said hi,
my heart beat increasedshe was just there, staring at me
her eyes were the perfect match of green and brown
her lips and checks pinkshe stepped closer
and closer
and closerand when we were about to kiss
i remember hearing"dude, why are you kissing the wall?"
i forgot to take my pills again.
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