Friday night was good
wine become shots of tequila
they say the more the merrier
the room was crowded of people
some we just know but some we just met
it was a great night than the usual ones we had
it feel awkward and weird out a bit
who cares as long we had fun, right?
I walk back at 3.00 am down to the not-so-lonely streets
back to my humble place
I see you
the other side of you, not drunk or sleepy
you were you
glad to know that you are actually sweet
in my heart, i secretly hope that you were better
if you were, i think i will fall in love for you
but sadly, that will not happen
it is best to keep this distance between us
not so close but close enough.
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