Under the same moonlight.

Listening to i took a pill in Ibiza with the faint noise of drizzling and its mild coldness,
Familiar vibes kissed my soul.

Laying on my bed beside the long windows and looking at the moon through the canopy of black palm leaves,
I swallowed memories.

Have not I looked the same moon with different faces. Wasn't my eyes wet and on some days haven't the ends of my lips almost touched ears!

Are you on the other end looking at the same moon?!

As time goes...

Everything rots with time.
Relationship dies or it gets mutated into a gruesome monster.
Dreams change and a mountain becomes a mole.
People walk in with a tux or gown and leaves barefoot.
Feelings fade into inexistence.
Around and around the clock along with the needle, you will see only yourself.
What rots slowly with time is the love you have for yourself.
So love passionately and deeply,
Yourself and yourself only.