"exhale when stars appear."

i've taken a break from writing
but obviously i'm taking a tiny break from that..
i couldn't sleep and i felt like writing something

note: it's 4:26 a.m.

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a coincidence...
inhale the cool air of a summer midnight.
standing in the middle of the plaza by the pier,
it was either fight or flight.
i let the emotions run dry,
a faucet empty and not willing to spare a drop.
a simple exchange was interpreted as betrayal,
so i walked away.
you stepped in front.
i stopped...
a bench appeared and i stir clear of the glares to sit there.
just simply glancing into the bay,
only wondering what you cared.
the bridge lights vividly ran astray,
and when i opened my mouth to speak,
the stare from you became too cliche.
the words danced a blur
i stood up to tell you straight
so when i lined them up phrase by phrase in my head,
my sight faded black, my body stripped of its strength,
i fell awake in bed.
i grew irritated of seeing my interpretations be embellished into another reality
but i laid more frustrated to the fact that i couldn't dream it back.
what could i have said?
what did she have to say?
all because of stupid cell phone alarm.
exhale on the cool breeze of a summer midnight.