Head Over Heels

My alter ego once told me, "Do not fall your head over heels for someone who you just met". I guess I should've listened to his advice while my eyes are closed. I wish to reset. Looking at my pocket mirror, I appear like a cold beer in his fave KTV. His smoke occupies my mind: Intoxicated yet perplexed, I gave my fidelity. For he only remembers my name when he is sober during his tedious time. I cease believing in his Saturday promises Maybe because he'd rather want to stay up late in his friends' house with tequila glasses and yellow limes. Maybe his friends told him, "Do not fall your head over heels for someone who you just met". I think he has listened to their advice while spilling the 90s champagne with no regret.