A Tale of Two Cities

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Remember that time when we hang out by the riverside near your house,

Evading the stares of people, who expected us having an intimate relationship.

By the way we laugh, sneer with each others' humor.

It’s funny that day, how a few moments of pouring out our thoughts could be that relaxing.

I must say, we walked quite a distance that day.

Not only judged via the inches that the road transpires, but even from each of our own point of view.

Relaxing had never been on our motive, however it became the accomplishment of that day.

Where we just sat there, staring at the streams of water flowing just like the blood rushing down our veins.

An afternoon that I’m full in tummy indeed, where you stuffed me with foods that I feel on the verge of bursting.

“Enough already, even my mom don’t feed me this much!!!” I cried voluntarily, accompanied by your laughter of epic cheerfulness.

Even after my rejection, countless of stalls you visited whilst bringing titbits from those food stands.

I found out your objectives, that I accepted with a sense of relief.

When we sat by the river streams, you turned to sudden silence.

My mind filled with curiosity with the revelation, that it also brought my speech to a halt.

Both of us stared towards the wide oil palm plantation, as if it’s a soccer field with a blazing match going on.

Accompany by the chirping of crickets, occasional splashing of catfish by the riverbank.

Without realizing it, we talked for a couple of hours with the dusk approaching.

I sensed that you’re lonely in the heart, my soul weeps silently with every verse coming out from your lips.

With the decision of being on the consolidation side, I became your ears to pour all your heart’s desire.

I didn’t regret the lost moments for my other task that time, as it was I consider to be filled with absolute goodness.

One point that I feel proud about yourself is, no doubt your integrity of maintaining your own stand.

From facing all those problems that would have brought a regular person towards insanity, you judged your own life with your own perspective.

I’ve never felt comfortably subtle, as that’s among my life moment that I didn’t conceal my actions nor my expression for an outsider.

It maintained my belief even until today, where I remain unmoved by the commotions caused by hypocrite individuals.

If time could be leased, that’s among the moment I treasured the most.

In all my years of experiencing friendship, how I had to be considerate over my own limits.

Where are friend like you, would it still exist up until today?

Where I hoped people won’t behave beyond misconception, concealing their motives with every actions taken.

Actual honesty is brought to life through a pure intention,

Without it all efforts to prove oneself’ sincerity would be gravely futile.

What friends truly are, that’s up to everyone’s conception.

As I believe people like you are a rarity, whereas I prayed entities like you would never be gone.

                                                                                                                 
        
                                                                                                                this is dedicated to a friend.