Head Over Heels
My alter ego once told me,
"Do not fall your head over heels
for someone who you just met".
I guess I should've listened
to his advice while my eyes are closed.
I wish to reset.
Looking at my pocket mirror,
I appear like a cold beer
in his fave KTV.
His smoke occupies my mind:
Intoxicated yet perplexed,
I gave my fidelity.
For he only remembers my name
when he is sober during his tedious time.
I cease believing in his Saturday promises
Maybe because he'd rather want
to stay up late in his friends' house
with tequila glasses and yellow limes.
Maybe his friends told him,
"Do not fall your head over heels
for someone who you just met".
I think he has listened to their advice
while spilling the 90s champagne
with no regret.
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