Part II
can you still remember the little toy soldiers and dolls we used to play .
small soldiers we'd pretend we are with our miniature guns made from scrap paper picked from the bins .
i picked up a crayon and you copied me . i made a gesture and you followed suit by drawing on the wall with me .
i drew a sun , you drew a moon . i drew a power ranger and you accompanied with a bad interpretation of winnie the pooh .
i'd be king of the playground while you be the queen.
do you remember the time i met you , back then .
neither a handshake nor an introduction was needed. all we need were little action figures and your barbie dolls .
they'd do the speaking for us while we just control our movements , actions speak louder .
we'd be best friends and we'll sit down on little polystyrene chairs eating our lunch.
and then we were all grown up .
its harder to say hello comparing to when we were just little kids .
hello only comes after an accidental trip which i came to you aid and asked if you're alright .
sometimes it would never come . and then we'd stare at each other for hours without saying a word.
you'd be thinking .. let him make a move first , i will talk to him if he talks to me first , yes thats it.
consider that it can happen bothways . but no one actually initiated the move.
so without speaking we made our way .
and we go back wondering ; what if .. the slightest of movement and i'll just walk up to introduce myself.
"but i didnt". i said to myself . vulgarities spurred across the simple mind .
foolish , or just bashful .
you decide.
im realized i have no warmth @ 12:30 AM