Stay here with me

The security guard shot her a look as she tried to force open the electrically locked glass door, half standing up the guard motioned the lady to use her access card, two fingers drawing an invisible box shape. As if that was the first day she started living in that apartment, she suddenly realized she has to flash the access card to the small black device at the wall to open the glass door. So she rummaged through her belonging in her small handbag - a Louis Vuitton hand bag, a common design with it's distinguishable two alphabets. It took her almost a minute to look for the card, security was watching her all this time, surprise look on his face, he was trying to tell the lady something but she was clumsily busy. She was in a tight blue mini dress showing off all her nice lines, 5 feet 7 after high heels, blonde hair with gentle waves serving as a decorative curtain to her bare back down to waist. In this time of the night, lots of flashy and expensive cars drove pass the drive w

Finger raised, my friend pointed to a spot far behind me, near to a small no-man island. "Let's dock there." She said lazily, puffing a smoke after that, her eyes squinted a little bit in the millions of blinding sparks reflected from the sea water under the tropical sun shine. For a while, i searched in the blue horizon over my shoulder, just to make sure i got the right direction, then i turned the tiller to make an u-turn towards the direction. Then there was silence, while in between, she puffed a few smokes, seems to enjoy cutting through the warm breeze. Her hair was still wet from last dive a few minutes ago, her dark grey wet suit shine a little under the sun, still showing hints of drench. Only noise of the motor propeller could be heard and the artificial waves that were left behind by our small boat, and the wind we ran into. "You know, i think you are very weird..", my friend started, after a few minutes of silence, continued our conversation topic b

No lights on, the candle has exhausted, so as my soul. Looking at the flashing tv screen, the subtitles came on in succession, no pictures or words registered to me.The white walls flicked following the tv screen, sound has transformed itself into incomprehensible noise before reaching hearing senses. Nothing matter anymore. So just let the layer of time overlap on each other, burying the inner sorrow deep down. Layers over layers, knot tied onto another dead knot, to the point of no return. Someone flip on the light, or throw me a thunderstorm. Till then the only thing i could do is sitting there for another half century of solitude.

Those fond memories we have, i shared. Those moments we cherished, i deeply felt. Those that you told me, i remember in vivid. Now that you're gone, vanished into the thin air of a crumpling world, all that i can do is to sit here and wait for the World ends, all by myself, in loneliness and quietness.

Full of structural nonsense, he can't produce a thing even he tried damn hard at it. Break free. Leave everything behind then everything will be fine.