we tend to making love with the past

was it life easier back then 

before all we ever talk about is

traffic traffic traffic

or those never ending cycle of

debt debt debt

before the only time we can have a decent conversation

about how to manage our under appreciated bosses expectation

and how to get our fuck up job done

are between honks and polluted air

and those traffice lights that rarely green

or cars that rarely move even if if its green

was it life easier 10 years ago

when we busy naming our brand new motorcycle between spoons of rice and sunnyside up

when our nights feels like a never ending slumberparty between papers and skipped classes

when u snore and its okay

when things are cheap

and happiness isnt something we need to afford

i miss the old us

where all we talked about all night contemplanting what’s happening today and make up and talk happy things

instead of

worry about the future and having a fuck up day between those traffic traffic traffic

i miss those time of long walks between small aisle

and train ride and busses 

i niss those tine

before the only time i can talk to you is between the

traffic traffic traffic on a polluted air in a street full with concrete