mobile ramblings

Textmate

There’s nothing to regret

In wasting your 20-all-text-load

For a chance to open your soul

Forget your miseries

And leave the painful memories

Of a tragic life

For a while

If you gain a textmate

Who treated you closely

More than a stranger

But a soulmate for a night

Every night

A stranger leaves his goodnight kiss

And wishes you sweet dreams

With him in a world of

What-if and what-might-have-been

He tightly holds your hands

And look at you in the eyes

With unspoken longings

And wantings beyond words

Though it may be a dream

Still it’s worth dreaming

Every morning

A stranger wakes you up

With sentimental greetings

To live another day of relevance

Teasing your heart

Chasing your thoughts

Holding you back

With his overflowing bits of ardor

Contained in generic SMS messages

He received from other strangers

Yearning to fill the gaps

Of melancholy within their soul

And replaced it with optimism

And undying chance to wait

For something tangible to come

Something real to keep

Something special to stay

Without conditions

Unconditionally sincere

Expressed beyond

Generic SMS messages

And costs more than 20-all-text-load

A textmate breathes life

And experience bliss

In a chance of accepting

What it means to be human

When you learn to love

Your textmate

Friendship and love requires no network signal…phoenix