"Turn it up It's five minutes to midnight You're coming home with me tonight I can't get enough Shakin' me up Turn it up Alright, at five minutes to midnight We'll see our name in city lights We'll make the clock stop Make your heart drop and come alive" The music were banging my ear, but I can still hear his voice. The lights were blinding me, but I can still see his gaze and sweet smile. I got the chance to know his name, yet he did not know mine. I let him held my hand. I let him took me to a beautiful place. I let him kissed me - I kissed him. I let everything, except telling my name. Because... I don't want to make memories that will truly make me regret. _____ June 17, 2018
They met in the cold midnights of November. Finally found their comfort towards each other in just a short period of time. Sharing problems like a long time companion is their freedom from cruel sufferings. Chained from their own cage of pains and sorrows. They become his/her shield from the rays of the truth of light and the lies of the darkness. Beating the coldness of the scene by the warmth of their genuine smiles. Both of them are strangers of the heart fluttering emotion they felt. Unaware of the growing feelings they invest. Just like how the sun rises in the morning they admired each other, enjoying every bit seconds of the time. Until they exchange their I love you's when midnight.