i am waiting an appointment to come.
she spoke of her story.
of which she let me know her passion and her dissapointment.
as if she dragged my presence into her past.
a convenient chat of two adults.
none needs to know where each stays.
neither the masks each wears.
a promise that we both said
was someday we should meet.

@jl. s. saddang, mks 20 jan 2016