restless

The entire weekend flashes like a blur... in between interesting text messages and party hardy nights i reflect and find myself thinking a lot about what ifs. Life's too short for what ifs.

The music blares. The lights flash before me and people's faces blur around me as i take another sip. Pass the beer please.

I need another drink.

Beep beep. I see another text and instantly wish i am in another place. Damn, i wish you were here, mi caramelo. I scan the crowd looking for reprieve. Amid the crowd i see him.

Our eyes meet more than once. I think i'm ready for that drink now.