A toast as she drinks her beer
Endless thoughts, senseless conversations
Cheers! as laughters filled the air,
The evening sings along with the moment
And then, all of a sudden the air grows heavy
Like the tears that are clouding in her eyes
The senselessness slowly turned into sensitivity
And the endless evening seems to meet the twilight
She is drunk, not by anything but her agony
She cry and cry until her eyes are closed
Sensitivity is all over the place now,
but the evening is yet to end for me
I am drunk, not by anything but the moment
The inferiority, the jealousy, the feelings....
I cry, as i gazed over her wishful sleep
and i whisper, "If you just loved me too"
