All I can remember is my lids feeling heavy, blinking slowly, then feeling myself fall into sleep slowly. All I could hear is the voices from the tv faintly talking in the room. Then suddenly my phone rings. It's you. I answer the door and I notice your glasses first. I smile to myself. 3 years pass and you and I are just the same. You climb into my bed. I can hear your deep inhale and exhales of breathing. I can see your chest beat from nerves and the awkward mutual shake between our bodies. And all I can do is just stare at your figure from the light on the streets... studying your outline from the small light that's allowed in my room.. and you are the same.

We are older now. We've changed a little. Matured through life but through it all, time, location and life won't separate us.
You are just another love in my life. I am just another person you know to lust. This game is a repeat occurrence of my history but I've accepted fate and allowed the course to drive down the way it's meant to go.

Who am I to cut it short now? I'll never be Number One. Second in line will have to be enough for now.