umop ǝpısdn ǝɟıl ʎɯ uɹnʇ: You and Me
You and Me
Wednesday, July 16, 2008

You and Me, three feets apart.

Those times when a month felt like a day, and a day felt like seconds. It was way too much that we've done, to what could have been done.

The arcade floors, the flip flops swap, the scoop accompanied with a full bag of you know what. The stripped green cloth with that backseat tingle.

You know what in my stomach, flip flops swapped yet again. Floooded floors. Stripes that turned monotonous.

No, it's just a remedy.