i thought our fateful and unintentional
meeting would end there,
at S and J's Café but no.
once was chance,
twice was coincidence,
but thrice was a trend.
it made me paranoid,
thinking he was stalking me
because his eyes was always on me,
like how i have been craving
him for the past 1 month.
i guess we both were stuck.
we could not move on.
but we knew we were toxic,
but our love is what makes the
candle continuously burning,
even after charring,
we will light it up again.
somehow.
