i almost got run down today, by a cab.
it was just a few little inches and a few seconds, resulting in a very angry driver, and extremely shocked witnesses. a man asked if i was okay, and some others cast me displeasured looks.

i forgot what was i exactly thinking about.
i forgot the instance i heard the horn, and i swore i got cursed to some sorts.

i wished my eyes looked less tired and my lips would smile a little bit more.
my laugh don't even sound real, and my voice no longer sounds like mine.
i wish i was happier, regardless of whether you are or not around.

even when you're around i never looked into your eyes, or held your hand, but my heart clings onto yours like my life depended on it so.