The fusion of endeavours by two individuals results in a never ending mirage. The piece of conversation that I despise the most, "Is everything fine? You seem to be indifferent."
"No, baby.Everything's fine.", with a fake smile.
Often I find myself asking the question.After quite a few milestones on a myriad roads, my mind still goes blank at the prospect of something going haywire.
I start yearning for the comfort that caffeine offers.I suddenly miss the conversations and feel the void.I begin to look for signs and to hate the vibes in the room.Everything just seems to be fine. But the single line of thought going in different projectile directions seems to reach the zenith of confusion.The network is jammed And I cannot reach anymore nomore.
The sun has set, bringing down with it every spirit in my soul.
The sun has set the moment you walked in.
At the end of the day ,I tell myself that everything is fine.But I know I'm lying.
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