Have the Universe Ever Heard Us Asking for Love on a Falling Eyelash

in the screaming sounds of a koreatown bar

i lost numbers of all these bottles piling for all the best reasons.

crystal clear liquor is the

meanest one.

a friend of 15 years poured me another shot

laughing at another dm from unwanted strangers.

you don’t hate him just because

even if you wish.

she said knowing exactly what

and it goes through my head unhindered.

you hate him because he is a living evidence of your mistake.

chuckles she pours another for both of us.

i quit alcohol for a month once

just to heal a scar on my right arms.

we believe what we believe.

someone could put up random facts on the internet

how to heal the wound

how to attract an aries

how to befriend a gemini

drinking away clear liquid scented in peach until

i cant see the light behind my head anymore.

countless of times i asked myself how did i get from one point to another.

like how we drive the same old route mindlessly

and once we realised

feeling grateful we didn’t crash into something.

handful of times i really asked myself why did i try to get somewhere

when my head wasn’t on my shoulder.

and back at it where nothing could start.

look at the smile from that boy who lives 3 continents away.

i wish i could keep his eyes in my pocket.

sending empty words into nonexistent mailbox

hoping i could pave my own way to bump into the brightest smile on the planet.

Have the universe ever heard us asking for love on a falling eyelash?

desperate humans

the moon looks down hoping it could grant us a few wishes.

none of us are good for nothing but hope.

when will it be the time we stop believing in everything but ourselves.