deep down, nobody’s fine

Non-recyclable waste.

Those almost midnight ride in the dark

Yellow glare from the streetlights

Unexpected traffic jam

Radiohead play on low tone

Your lucid presence that I inhale

My blurry imagination that you partake

Vast ocean with no crashing waves

Same spot different times

Sharing same lies under the sky

Deep talks with no ends

Overused and overrated sentences

Spoken too soon and yet too late

“It will be a long road,” you said.

“It will end sometimes soon,” I said.

“Nothing is impossible,” you said.

“I don’t even know what I want,” I said.

We don’t even know what it means

Wasting around borrowed times

Make believe like it was going to last

Throwing away “I wish” and “if only”

Laughing at all that heartbreak caused by others

Secretly licking each other wounds

Just to create a bigger one, deeper one

From nothing, to something

Once, we pretend like it was everything

And then back to nothing

Nothing at all, in the end

Just like the way it should be

You’re good and I’m okay

But deep down, nobody’s fine