I LIKE YOU

"I like you"

With all these noises,

I heard you

With all these dancing lights,

I saw you

Is it from the heart?

Is it because of the alcohol?

Terrified of being hurt

Be composed for the great fall

Another night, arriving at that place at 10pm. As usual, crowded room, people dancing, people getting drunk, people getting high, tall stools, VIP area where there's sofa and table, music blasting out. I am already too familiar with this ambiance, already too familiar with this scent. I used to hate crowded places but this time, I would like to shout - "F*ck being sober!"

My eyes gazed through the whole room searching for him Black. Was he there? No, but there I was, spending the nighttime drinking and capturing the moment. A huge vessel of mojito and 2 bottles of beers are fancied by 2 people at the big spot with sofas on the left side of the entrance. Thereafter, not even a long time has passed, he arrived at the place - As usual, in his black aesthetic clothing. 3 drinkers shared the table together, including Black, another friend, and I. "Make a connection" were your words, gesturing me to stop using my phone and be connected with reality, with the surrounding happenings. As I put aside my phone. Awkwardness filled the room, or at least my mind. It is like I suddenly forgot how to socialize. Black, he was sitting across me talking about something I would not be able to understand because of the loudness of the music. Why the sudden awkwardness? Might be for the reason that at this point, I'm starting to catch feelings. I hate emotions. I hate feelings. It makes everything complicated. An has passed and our group decided to change seats, 3 people turned to 4 when an older man joined our table. Another companion. it really is nice meeting people, maybe. A game was then played by me and you Black. As the dice roll, I guessed that the number would be higher than 9, turns out I was correct. The dice showed 14 black dots, it was higher than 9, therefore, as the loser of the game. you have to take a shot. Continuously. I constantly change the rules to dodge my turn to drink. The older man who joined our table earlier then keeps asking me to have a drink with him. He's intentions are clear: he wanted me to be drunk, dead drunk. That time, we sat much closer to each other; you put your arms around me and told him that we have a romantic relationship with each other. We both got annoyed with that older man. Companion? More likely an annoying alcoholic man. Since we wouldn't want to have any interaction with that older man, we stood up and stayed at the hallway. The hallway was just at the side of our table. That hallway leads to the washroom. Standing across each other surrounded by dimmed orange lights, there is around half a meter between us. "You have attractive eyes" out of nowhere this is what you told me looking straight through my eyes. Being drunk, I squinted my eyes, stepped a little bit closer to you. "My eyes looks like this now, I am drunk, you call this attractive?" To avoid the awkwardness coming back, I kept making a funny face by squinting to make my eyes appear smaller mocking a drunken person. Music was playing really loud but I heard your subtle laugh. Laughter. It was such a nice sound, such a nice moment.

Coming back to our table, everything started to happen so fast. You kept telling me you like me. You kept saying things about having a relationship, a long-term relationship. Should I believe you? I forced myself into thinking that this was just another drunk moment which we forget the next day. You can't be serious about asking me for a romantic relationship. This is not serious. Alcohol, yes. This is just because of alcohol. In a blink of an eye, you started to black out. "Can I rely on you?" that's a sudden question you asked while facing your head towards me. You're already having a hard time pulling yourself together, barely even sitting straight; you kept flailing from side to side. I held up your arm, pulled you closer to me. "Yes, you can rely on me. I am here, I won't leave you."

Humans are capable of thinking. Thinking makes everything complicated. I hate that. Being drunk makes everything easier. Suddenly we can act without forethought

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