Cold nights.

3:00am in the night, the cold breeze hisses through the crack of my small window. I'm awoken when the breeze hits my legs. It was a bad idea to wear boxers. I realize I was so sleepy a few hours ago that I didn't even cover myself with a blanket.

I collect my shattered thoughts and tiptoe towards the balcony. I walk through the corridoor where silence echoes. Everyone is asleep and I feel wide awake. I push my copper-colored short hair off my forehead.

I pace towards my balcony door as it catches my glance. I make an effort to push it sideways and the breeze rushes inside which was even colder. I find myself shivering but I go with it. There are ways of enjoying the cold. My balcony is not so spacious, enough for two chairs to fit only, and I find one placed there. I enter my balcony barefoot and close the door behind me. The site is quite beautiful. The street lights seem blurry as I left my specs lying beside my pillow.

I close my eyes and think about my life. Sometimes the thought scares me of how willing I am to leave everyone, and everything I've ever owned. Things just don't seem right. If only I could write my own future and place everything perfectly. Let me just confess something, I've always devoured to own a baby polar bear, if that's what you call it. My parents never allowed me, and then of course he wouldn't survive here. Their adapted to a damn cold climate. My thoughts are hindered by a giggle. I peek through the edge and find a lady and a gentleman sitting in their garden wearing shiny jackets to attain protection from the cold, unlike me. My eyes can't picture their faces properly but they seem happy. What a perfect night it would have been if I too had a lover giggling with me at this time of the night, like we own it. We would have been star-crossed lovers. I got dumped by thirty nine girls. That's why I don't date anymore. They're intimidating, like really.

I feel a drop of water fall on my temple. I wipe it off and catch another one on my index finger. Oh great, cold and rain, what a unfair combination for an idiot like me who so lazy that he'll shiver all night rather get off and cuddle in a warm piece of clothing!