Lovebirds

Lovebirds playing in the fountain. Looks so cute together. Looks so meant to be with each other. People started to watch them playing everyday. Everyone enjoys the love ambience they brought. And time stops right there in the park, by the fountain, until the lovebirds left. Effortlessly the lovebirds created warm and peaceful moment, everyday.

Until someday, they became addicted to all the attentions. They started to exaggerate their affections. Afraid of losing audience, they pretty much yelling love words to each other now. No more sweet whispering. A shy glance turns into a long heavy gaze. Everything they were, times four. People got fed up with them. Everyone felt so intense now. Lovebirds became a show, a fake show, they forgotten who they were. All the good is gone. And their audience in the park. And me. And they don't even realize that. Always too late.

Bye, lovebirds. You can drink the fountain out and still have to wonder why we left you. Just please, when we pass you by, don't bother trying to make a scene because we might already forgot you. You had yours long time ago but you wasted it.

X.O.X.O.

Me, who just passed you by
(of course you didn't realize)