Cruising Alone

When you have Sabrina Carpenter's songs on repeat and can't resist writing.  Happy Birthday, girl and congratulations on your hit single Espresso. Don't care if it is night or day- You are hotter than this summery May. Let your boys hit the hay; Baby, I am all yours to play. Make me your muse, Mould me like clay; Baby, I am all yours to play. Sail your ship, Bring it to the docking bay; Baby, I am all yours to play. Skin like mulberry silk, Not a rag doll, not easy to fray; Baby, I am all yours to play. Run your fingers through my hair, Make me sing like a blue jay; Baby, I am all yours to play. Yes, I am all yours to play.

This piece channels the caffeinated chaos and emotional whirlwind Sabrina Carpenter so perfectly captures in Espresso . Life often brews its moments of longing, confusion, and hope in the same cup, and this poem reflects that blend. It’s a playful yet heartfelt dive into vulnerability, love, and the tug-of-war between guarding our hearts and daring to feel. Inspired by both Sabrina’s raw storytelling and my personal experiences, here’s a snapshot of emotions that keep me awake at night. Those low-rise jeans... We are no longer teens... You made me forget who haunts my dreams... Put a smile on my face, changed the sound of my screams... But now you are aloof... Afraid to share a roof... Still guarding your heart with a bulletproof... Threw dozens of ropes to pull you out of the kloof... There is a decade to forty... I am all ready to be your shorty... We have no portals like Rick and Morty... Even without that eyebrow slit, you are a hottie... Don't act like a clown... I can't t...

Thought it was about time to let go of my insecurities. What could be the worst, so decided to face my fears. Yup, I wrote a damn poem to tell you how I felt. Put you on a pedestal and danced around like hell. Cause, I loved the fact could make you laugh and enjoy as well.   But Ohh God, I didn't know You had some made up words No matter who the person was Your replies were similar No baby, you weren't drunk on rum, When you replied to all my text. It was my stupid heart that couldn't accept the fact That I was pretty drunk in your love Trying to live it back Thinking maybe I am the one who made all the mess.   No, no I had enough of your same lame reasons. I don't want you to miss me and don't want me to miss you too. So, hey there baby, I wish you the best. Have a blast with your new girl and, If you ever run out of things to say to her, just copy our text. Cause, I don't wanna be drunk in your love. No, not again, this time I am gonna leave you on...

Hey, do you still remember, All the things, we bonded over. Can you name them in one go, Or should I count and let you know? About the course, we would rather do, When we were running from the summer loo. Adventures of Han, Leia and Luke. Who among R2 or BB-8 is cute? Choosing fav from the superhero clan, And shouting friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man 🕷 All the songs that got the fame, While listening to Akcent's That's My Name. Believe me, it's not just these four, If you are ready we can count on some more. The temper tantrums that we threw, The childhood skirmishes as if we were Sun Tzu. The crushes that we had, All the things we did to make each other mad. A bunch of Happy Meals that we ordered, Fighting for the toys and getting them reordered. Splurging our banknotes, Me on Indian coins, you on World currency notes. No, I am not done at eight You might forget but I am not letting them fad...