Boredom

I know you’re there.

Let’s stop the time.

Till we meet here.

Tonight.

In my dream.

In your imagination.

Saying hello to you every night.

Even in your dream.

You see me like a stranger.

But I’m here.

Hoping to talk to you tonight.

Grab your cell phone and just call me.

Or this boredom will kill me sooner or later.

Don’t say goodnite.

Just say till we meet again.

I wait.

For you.

Tonight.

In my boring room.

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