maybe i will fall in love again

nostalgia creeps and though realizations come now and settle, it is done. i swallow my regret but bravely come to terms to with the vast landscape of the desert. emptiness has its possibilities. in that dark tunnel, two birds thought of swimming together hoping to survive and breakthrough yet togetherness did not result to the promise of company. paradoxically, the demons overtook and almost destroyed the beauty and peace that was once found between the silence. i am coming back to my body again. at the opening last wednesday, getting shit-faced once again enlightment came. with humility i accept the requim to the pretense of single love. back to monogamous drinking in search of new evil plots. finally, boredom has settled under the dust and debris. what shall soon emerge is a longing. longing for that ideal that once crossed my path. i will prepare, hoping that one day when it comes i shall finally be ready.