Rhymeless

I don't wanna care about rhyming today...
I'm exhausted of syllables, patterns, and
All those countless wierd terms
Which are basically nothing but tiring.
I wanna skip, jump, skip, glide on
One after another allies and streets...
With you, actually.
I wanna hop into some random photo booth
And ruin all our "picture perfect" moments
With my pathetic facial expressions.
Let's order some clueless continental dishes
Which basically make no sense to both of us,
In a sketchy and old multi-cuisine restaurant.
I wanna plan a goddamn world tour with you,
Then just become lazy, cancel on everything...
And do nothing only to end up being bored together.

I wanna do nothing and just be bored together with You.

Well, we will eventually pull off
That big travel plan of ours, though.
And, you know what!
I don't wanna hover around
Any confusing figure of speech.
Why should I care about what you are "like" ?
I'm never gonna compare you to the moon.
The fact is, the moon is so beautiful because
You are here to watch it with me, tonight.
So, let's remove all the shell of similes...
Don't you think, those are black or white or grey lies anyway?

Theoretically, I am totally irrational, I guess.
But, we all know, before finding a solution,
Theory often creates the problem, in the first place.

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