Hello, Stranger

Hello, stranger.

When did the last time

you get all intrigued over someone beyond?

As far as my memory could take me, I think I just did.

And all the credit goes to you.

I’d like to call you a random stranger.

You'd rather entitled yourself as a friend

whom I haven’t got the chance to talk with.

I guess we’re neither.

Our intro was only skin deep,

So the talk was not about us,

yet somehow, essentially, about ourselves.

A stranger,
A fragment of my fantasy,

an imaginary friend,

that real enough for me to talk to.

Bantering senseless incomplete phrase.

Deciphering each other’s gibberish code.

Merely running in circles, drilling our own sentences.

It didn’t last more than 24 hour,
when the table's been turned.
I, a friend,
become a soft breeze in just another day.
You, a stranger,
leave an imprint that won’t fade away.

One of these days,

Out of the blue you greeted me,

and I smiled saying,

'Nice to meet you, stranger.'

Xoxo,
The one you happened to talk with, out of sheer boredom.


Ps. should you read this letter,
let me know whether a smile is something you could offer.

Hello, my friend

“Because you look cocky and arrogant.”

That’s my friend’s excuse when he didn’t dare to wave me hello on the street.

Other day, my other friend said I was rude for just smiling politely in return for her waving hand.

And here goes my apology.

I’m not trying to justify my act,

And no, I don’t have the luxury of having the resting bitch face.

It is actually embarrassing to admit that

I probably talk better to books rather than to people.

I am awkward to the bone.

The word doesn’t come to mind until minutes has passed,

Or even when it came,

The word doesn’t reach my lips.

I don’t know how to banter, to be witty, or to be sarcastically funny.

I have to rack my brain to find the right sentence to be said,

I don’t master the complexity of small talk.

I’m not that brave to have that chivalry of starting the discussion.

I love watching people,

But talking and watching are two different entities.

Talking confuses me.

Do they still remember me?

What if I said the wrong thing?

Should I compliment their outfit just to be nice?

When should I start to ask the question?

What kind of topic should I bring up?

Do I look trying too much to keep the conversation going?

Hm, well, just give them polite smile then.

Orrrr, what's her name again? It doesn't ring a bell.

It's not like I intentionally forget a person.

But human’s brain works in mysterious ways,

While one can remember all of their friends of friends’ name and history,

Other brain select to keep the name and detail of every Game of Thrones’ character.

Should I avoid people?

NO.

As I live in the midst of human, I ought and have no choice but to interact with them.

And you, my friend, I’m asking you to help me with this,

to be just normal and loveable around people.

Xoxo,

The latter brain who beg the former brain’s help.