And what do you think about me ?

What do you think about me ; you asked me.
You’ll write it on the email ; you said so.
Who are you ? I’m keep thinkin
Everyday I think about who are you or what I’m think about you.

Some might say you’re an artist
Or you’re a catalyst…
Or someone talented with the energy
Or someone who feel like you’re the center of the world
Or perhaps you’re crazy with all those halusination and ilution in your mind
Or you might be an extraordinary man with all those enchantment
Or the guru…
Or just a stupid guy who lost the touch with the real world
Or a strange man who want to look awesome
Or mister smart wannabe…

Well..to be with you for a week is’nt enough to know you well, I think

But at least I know the smell of your fart, the snore, the odour, the skin, and the taste of your tongue before tootbrush…the colour of the urine, also the white little rino…

Also the way you talk like you’re the center of the world, the way you taking care of me, the way you sleep like a rose, the way you debate me, the way you take a shower like a baby, the way you criticize without giving the solution, the way you hate the technology eventhough you use it, the size of your toe, and ofcourse the lovely eyes in you.

And yes, I listen the beat of your heart, the tempo and how it sounds…

Sometimes you don’t want to listen to people and you seems like you don’t care to the others, but it just the outer layer of you….sometimes you don’t let the others to reach you, make a distance to the people who don’t understand you…but I think, deep inside you’re so tenderly !

But for me..

You’re just pure and simple like a child..
You’re so natural and real…
You’re a human in a body of the man !

That’s what I think about you !

And what do you think about me?