Happy Place, Safe Place

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I move ahead of the line,

alcohol was the hot topic on every table along with the girls.  

Many of them were setting fire to their insides,

destroying the fatigue day's sham disguise,

them all were alive in the night of veritable laughter.

But my mind was still troubled by the emptiness I felt within, 

from the perfect start to the finish line, 

I gasped on the times where most lovers went wrong. 

I felt a bit sad right after I passed by a young lady,

she was just so pretty for a place like this. 

Most of them were, but she was just so innocent and mellow. 

She was in a conversation with the bartender,

I felt furthermore sad when I heard her say, 

this was her happy place, her safe place. 

And she meant it. 

But she was really young. 

As she swayed from the hatch of most men's carnal desire, 

she laid her eyes on a big clock settled right above me. 

It was her time to be on the floor.

I didn't really look at her show, 

I turned my back and ordered a couple of drinks. 

I could hear the entire club rooting for her, her body mostly. 

It made me curse myself,

I really hated the fact to have landed out, up here. 

Just as to that, I really felt a hole in my heart. 

My heart sank,

I remembered my wife's words,

''You're my happy, safe place. I could rest in your arms forever even more.''

her touch was magnanimous, 

she was just so soulful. 

I close my eyes, 

and I let the heart sink furthermore. 

''She's what the most guys crave for, you know. And you're missing out on hell of a show.''

Just as I collide with my dark whiskey, I hear the bartender's rush. 

He was a skinny guy, 

but people really did dig him, a lot. 

I didn't really feel like striking up a conversation, 

I just nod and raise my glass. 

And I get back to my drink. 

And just to that, I never even realized when she got off the stage. 

I was still trying to not combat with the thoughts and reality,

I surely was one of them, 

but I certainly didn't carry an idea like others. 

It was depressing in a way,

this place shook my bones.

and I decide to move out.

As I get myself off the chair, 

I take a quick look around for one last time,

and something happened.

As I follow the acute shimmer spotlight across the floor from where I stand,

I behold a sight so less prevaricated

Indeed, I was surrounded by many lost souls, 

but one. 

And it felt just so etch

I was glued with no hesitation.

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