LUMINOSITY

Strangers

Everyone started out as strangers. It is human nature to socialize and pull out the thought of being strangers with each other.

One late night, one, two, three glasses of liquor, probably more, surely it is more. The warmth of the alcohol fights against the coldness of the night. Strobe lights; blue, yellow, red are visible. Murals are painted across some walls. Billiards, darts, tall chairs and a hallway, loud music is blasting through the speakers. What kind of music was this? Probably some hip hop music, EDM, or maybe a remix. One thing's for sure, though the genre of music not remembered, music surely soothes the awkwardness in the room. People getting drunk, people flirting with some strangers or shall I say flirt with someone who is not really a stranger at some point. People with dark clothes. People with a lot of bling - bling and shiny outfits, people with revealing but attractive clothes - There are people; lots of them.

Out of all the people, how can you distinguish the most amazing person in the room? Simple, you don't look for it. You let that person be caught by your eyes. Is appearance the only thing to notice? Of course not, but appearance is the first thing we look at, right? So once again, how can you really distinguish the most amazing person in the room? Conversation. Conversation varies from person to person. To know if that person is the incredible person you are finding, you just feel it. You feel the conversation or rather you feel the connection through the conversation. Is it really the connection or is it just the warmth of the alcohol embracing you? It's something special with that conversation. It is the kind of tête-à-tête that you don't want to forget. "Hello. what's your name?", "My name is... how about you?" That's it, and then next thing, a discussion is ongoing. Again, it is the kind of tête-à-tête that you don't want to forget. Special. why? - Maybe for the reason that you expect that kind of conversation to come up at a party. It is not the sexual kind of talk; rather it is the deep talks about certain things. I remember something about a light or maybe something radiant. It's weird. Why would you open up to a stranger? Or am I a stranger? You just knew my name.

It's really weird, but a nice kind of weird. With all the music blasting through the speakers, I heard you. I heard your stories. I saw how your lips move with eagerness as you talk about a circular band. Maybe it's normal to talk like that to catch any girl's attention. Yes, it is indeed normal. There is no way a person would open up about deep topics to another person who they just knew the name.

Knowing each other's names, exchanging contacts, we are not really a stranger with each other anymore. Getting drunk, vision's blurry, tongue gets tied up, but I saw you, I saw how you move your lips. I saw how you talk with eagerness, I heard you, I heard your voice, I heard your stories, I noticed how you fixed your black coat, your glasses and even your hair, I saw how you hand out the circular band symbolizing something about luminosity. Why? Only one reason; it is because you are my amazing person. Black long coat, black-framed glasses, black shirt, black skinny jeans, black hair... At this point I might even give you the "Black". On the other side of the coin, all the blackness, you were babbling about your ring which actually stands for radiant light as far as I remember. With all the blackness, your personality is gleaming with luminosity.

Took 2 hours to find my amazing person of that night or shall I say morning. I was amazed; I was in awe from all of your stories. I would like for you to continue, this way I won't feel that we are strangers. This way we are having a meaningful conversation. This way we have a connection. However, time is passing we may not want to, but we must take a pause. I don't want to end the conversation. I don't want to completely end the connection. I know I won't remember all the stories, all the happenings, and all the happiness, but I would like to hear your stories once again.

At the hallway, you were talking about women, about responsibility. At this point, my mind is in a complete haze. A little bit drunk, a little bit sleepy, and a little bit tired. I still see you though. You were gorgeous. You are gorgeous. You are talking with sincerity as I Talking - I like that. One thing's for sure, the full details of the stories might be forgotten or misunderstood due to alcohol, but your voice is music to my ears. I remember the feeling you made me feel. I felt the relationship.

Nevertheless, time is flowing. It's getting so much late and the place is about to close. Everyone's finishing up their drink. People are getting ready to leave. Goodbye dear stranger. Hope to see you soon amazing person.

Humans are capable of having emotions. I hate that.

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