This is You & I Now

Sitting here together for the first time in years
I can not understand why
It’s hard to remember how it felt before
How we felt before

Now I found the one that I love
Everything passes more comfortably
Life seems much easier to enjoy
Smiles show up easily

Things are getting right
For us both
This time

After all the obstacles we’ve tried to overcome
It’s good to see you now
With someone else
Loving
If not learning to love
Sharing things together with him
Holding hands while walking
Looking at each others eyes
Deep and meaningful glances exchange
Mutually understanding without changing any single word
Just like what we did back then

Back then we used to think “now” was hardly possible
But “now” all our worries gone untraced
Memories seem like so long ago
Shared sadness feels like non-existent
Time surely kills the pain

Do you remember the white beaches and the splashing waves
And the seagulls screaming above us under the bright cloudless sky?
The dreaming days were gone
Look at how we became
We have changed but we’re still the same

And now we’re hanging out with your new boyfriend
So far from where we have been
To me it’s such a miracle that
You and me are still good friends

After all that we’ve been through
Now, we are cool

One Evening at The Bistro

Inside the spacious Loewy
Looking outside to the streets beyond
They do look so undemanding
In these kind of hot summer evenings

I walk in from one of the terrace’s tables
Into the crowd chatty and cheerful
No sad faces in this place
Where they get their coffees and teas, cocktails and wines
From the coolest place in town

Walking by the promenade you can see
From the center tables to the corners to its bar
How people there dressed up
Just so beauty and unavoidable
Showing off glistening smiles
One hand holds a cigarette while the other cocktail glass
Everywhere you turn it’s there

While now I sit and wonder what am I doing here?

In Loewy all the people got modern looks
The self-labeled cosmopolites, young trendsetters, and who’s who-s.
And they have modern bodies too

Somehow sometimes they make me feel
So lonely and so out of place
Makes me want anything more than this
Makes me think that in other time other places
I am anything I want to be
I am any age I want to be
I have the great look that I dreamed to have
And you wouldn’t know the difference

Or would you?

What If?

What about having some nice espresso brownies and vanilla latte or decaf cappuccino at Starbucks? What if you opened your papercup lid to cool your cappuccino faster, so when you drink it its froth stayed on your upper lip forming a white mustache? You still look cute with that silly soup-strainer and you made me laugh by making faces until my eyes watered.

What about kissing your tender lips inside the car while we’re in the parking lot? I was whistling “Young Folks” when you whispered my nickname in such husky voice I turned around and stopped, lips still mouthing O. Your sexy thoughts flashed in your eyes I can see you burning inside. What if I told you that only by looking at your wet cherry lips I knew that all I want to do was kissing you right there at that moment?

What about lying together side by side on this white beach sands eyes gazing at the blue cloudless sky? The sun just rose the wind brought the salty taste of ocean air. Turning my head looking at you, sleeping soundlessly your smile widened. What if it was not me who was running around in your dream would you tell me that honestly when you wake later on?

What about your promise to be back here by my side to celebrate your birthday privately, just the two of us? You knew too well I can not cook anything but instant noodles, yet I tried hard to prepare your favorite pasta just to make you happy, to see you smile cheerfully. Because no matter what others may say about it being tacky, all I want to do in this world is to make you feel happiness with me.

What if I never let you go to your office that day?
What about staying in bed and cuddling for a little bit longer that day?
What if I made love to you in the shower which would definitely make you to arrive late to your meeting?
What about taking alternative routes just like what you usually did everyday so you wouldn’t be stuck in the daily traffic on that highway?
What if you forgot to bring your cellular phone which you left on the coffee table, and then you return just to pick it up?

You would still be here beside me.
I would never felt this kind of shocked watching that news.
You would still call me at noon just to make sure whether I already had lunch or not.
I would still find you in our place waiting for me to return home after working way until late.
You would still need me to go with you to bookstores and coffeehouses on weekends; “Just for the atmosphere,” like you always said.

I would still have you, you would still love me, I would hugged and kissed you a lot, you would still demanding more.

We would still have – and love – each other.