this is something real, as real as it gets.

friend,

dear friend.
 

yesterday.

to know that i was such an ass,

never knew that i portrayed this image of a loser.

yes, 

i admit i was ashamed.

i just did not have the guts to tell you so.

today.

sorted things out.

glad as hell we did.

thanks.

this is something real.

as real as it gets,

we never know what we might come across tomorrow.

tomorrow.

as for yesterday,

again i wish you thank you.

and i apologize.

friends,

as usual.

i wish.

- he says.

wisdom.

your television,

your paper bags,

your tooth brush,

your boxed burger,

your sweaty bra,

are meant for you to see.

it's your life and not mine.

you're not my wife,

so you're not mine.

you know what i am trying to say.

yet you did it again.

it's dumb.

it's not a challenge for the wisdom.

where did you put the condom?

tell me.

right.

why would we change a thing,

when we had the greatest nights of our lives?

again,

it's your life,

not mine.

do what your heart told you.

but don't go to the place that your eyes take you.

forgive and forget.

go,

take your bra with you.

- he says.

ohh you're a cockroach.

- he says.

pacing death's trail.

compassion,

compassion.

it's all the thing that we compromise.

well surrender,

to nothing.

except to your own white flag.

disrespect yourself.

war is on.

step on the thin line.

draw circles around you.

crawl through the knives and the broken glass.

this is forever mine,

and,

that is forever yours.

if you could see the things i need,

this needles will bleed for you.

save all of your prayers,

i think we've lost today.

i mean,

you've lost.

no one's around you to blame.

scream your lungs out.

stop a baby's breath,

for a shoe full of rice.

time to make believe,

that no one seems to care.

know this,

we'll die too.

- he says.

it feels nice to be appreciated on what we do.

thank you.

- he says.

can you hear me now?

- he ask.

story of all.

nothing unusual.

nothing strange.

close to nothing at all.

it's the same old scenario,

same old rain.

something unusual.

something strange.

cold,

compared to nothing at all.

i saw a spaceship,

fly by your window.

dear,

come sit on my wall.

tell me your story.

has things changed for you and me?

something unusual.

something strange.

nothing has changed,

it's just us growing a little older by the second.

tell me your story like you still believe.

- he says.

so it is.

i am lately,

being this such prick.

may i ask,

does he brushes his teeth before he kisses you?

is he bold enough to face your depression?

does he drives you wild?

or mildly free?

do you think of me when you fall upon your knees?

does he cook for you?

so it is, 

just like what you said.

life would go easy on me.

short story became long.

no love no glory?

is that what you mean.

you're my hero,

in my skies.

i still cant take my eyes off of you.

- he says.