Where art thou Poetic Dustbin ?
I just realized that Poetic Dustbin has been missing for years… I can still recall his passion for poetry and endearing ways of expressing his feelings for her… I can still remember his thoughtfulness and romantic cliches just to please her… The way he embraces her like there’s no tomorrow… The never-ending spin-off of Beauty and Madness while his lips dances with hers… The kiss that can never be described by love and lust… Poetic Dustbin is a true gentleman… he used to walk her to her humble abode amidst the dangers that lurk during the darkest hour of the night…The letters that he gave her folded in puzzles yet enveloped in sweet nothings… The long hours in the telephone that lulls her to a comfortable slumber…
My mission is to find him and reunite with my long lost brother… and seek the happiness that his alter ego has lost along the way… This may not be soon but I am optimistic that her light will point me to the right path…
Thoughts in Naivety…