To All Guys I Had Late Night Talks With

I can't seem to shut my eyes off even after the clock stroke twelve.

Yeah, I'm not even that pretty for a fairy godmother to dress me up and make my prince charming dance with me.

Or worst, do I really have a prince charming?

Sometimes I wonder if meeting the perfect match is even real.

Do we really need intimate relationships to begin with?

To all the guys I had late night talks with, don't get serious.

Because maybe, just maybe, I only need an outlet to express myself for the moment and not for the rest of my life.

Late night talks are real but don't put all your hopes up on the people you'd think about after midnight.