12:18 am,

28% battery left in his laptop.

He sits behind the screen.

Counting from ten to three,

All for the arrival of,

Getting more reads.

On the story he published,

Around 2:18.



18% battery left,

And he gets himself star-lit coffee.

Pauses at the screen.

The reads count up to fifteen.

Clicks his tongue.

Logins into chat.

No ones online.

Raven eyes drop.

As he sighs.

No sparkle, no fun.



3:10 am.

Behind his close eye lids,

Is a whole galaxy.

He thinks of 'her'.

And he names every star after her.

And he hopes,

That with every star,

That crashes inside his heart.

His dreams would come true.





5:53 am,

Outside his dark bedroom,

Out comes a promising sun.

6% battery left.

The screens light goes dim.

And as he drops onto his,

Tear soaked sheets.



He wonders,

How much battery...

Is left in him?



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Mahoobee (06-08-15)



Me on study break and I was like I miss Typotic and gah! I wrote this.

I haven't written anything much on a guys point of view so here it is :)



-----And hey guys, it'd be great if you tell me that do you guys experience sleepless nights because of girls and getting more reads and stuff? :D



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