Evenings
/I spend a lot of time in Thai Restaurants, alone.
There's no logic or explanation for how two fall in love ... at least not in my experience. No reason why or how it happens. Any attempt to explain is just a wobble hop around the perimeter. SO, my response is a chunky run-on paragraph of what literally happens. Simple, a bit confused, renounced of justification and unprofound.
The static decay of chemical imbalance
Still tears a bit into my brain.
Temperate pauses
In slowed work
A trying calm
in a lost surrender.
Anxiety
Where's the hope?
Where's the meaning
How to cope
To better feeling
well, I don't know . . . We met. And it felt good. So we met again, and it felt good for me and her smile told me it felt good for her too so we met up a few more times and between then and now, me and her became us - and I don't have too much more to say after that.
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