it\'s a rainy day,
don\'t have much to do
and the sounds of the rain are comforting
so i think \"why not go read on the balcony?\"
it\'s cold, but i keep the windows closed,
grab a jacket and sit there silently
reading poems i find online
by the most random people in the world,
all sharing their feelings and thoughts through words
and there u are
another stranger to me
can\'t see nothing but ur arm
and it\'s to far away to guess if you\'re a man or a woman
ur table light is on and i\'m not sure of what ur doing
but it\'s still fascinating
from my angle ur balcony seems more maximalist
mine just has a lot of books that aren\'t mine
and random things that needed to be kept somewhere
my balcony is a storage space
urs seems more like a workplace
i wonder if u had the same idea that I did tho
if you\'re here because the rain sounds are refreshing
and ur day is more relaxing like this
i wonder since when have u been there,
if you\'re also reading or if you\'re also writing,
if u go to the balcony often
and just calmly do what u have to do
today my curiosity was towards u
what\'s ur name? – i wonder
maybe one day i\'ll know,
but for now you\'re my unknown neighbour
someone that i know nothing ab
a stranger in a balcony close to mine