Thursday, December 31, 2009

The song

She asked me about the song while I was driving her home.
"I will email you the file," I said.

I smiled.
She likes the song you like.

And then I thought of you, and had the song repeat for the rest of the night.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

meaningless

I listened to the song that you like.
I read the article that you like.
I ate the food that you like.
I drank the beverage that you like.

I closed my eyes, and tried to search you that I was familiar with
in this semi-familiar city.

It is meaningless, but I just can't help.