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