nabu_chan

Was ready to say Yes but
          	He never ask

nabu_chan

“Unknown Number”
          
          2:09 a.m.
          Unknown number.
          
          Her: “Hello?”
          Him: “Don’t hang up.”
          
          She froze.
          
          Her: “You’re drunk.”
          Him: “Yeah.”
          
          Her: “Why call me after two years?”
          A long pause.
          
          Him: “Because I finally said your name out loud…
          and it still felt like home.”
          
          Silence.
          
          She whispered,
          “Then why didn’t you come back sober?”
          
          He exhaled, broken—
          “Because I’m brave at night…
          and a coward in the morning.”
          

nabu_chan

A Stranger To You
          
          like finely decorated porcelain,
          you lie across my path
          beautifully, finely sculpted
          separated by a mirror apart.
          you have so many admirers
          who have come
          and watched you by,
          stared at you in wonder
          but i?
          i'll just sit here
          like another passerby
          hoping one day,
          maybe one day,
          you'll meet my direction
          and look me in the eye.