So Much for a Lullaby, for This Turned
into an All-Night Serenade
I
don’t speak Khmer yet, but I’m kinda obsessed with its beats and rhythm. The
sound drew me to lie still and get lost in the stars above. I tried listening,
thinking it’d just be my bedtime background noise, but the tunes kept me
staring at the ceiling till 4 AM. Who knew insomnia could sound this beautiful?
Saturday,
One Minute to Midnight…
For a Once-Close Confidant
Reading your message felt like meeting a ghost of who
I used to be. A trace of a me I left behind for good. Time carved me gently
into someone I barely recognize. I used to question purpose and meaning like a
curious kid. The heart never wonders why it beats, it simply beats free. And
that’s how I roll now.
Guess what, when I found the one my heart feels safe with, she just walked
right in like she belonged. People say that she’s the kind of beautiful that
turns heads, but it was her deep talks that hit different. Convos with her feel
like therapy, minus the awkward couch. She’s danced through pain and came out
with a killer sense of humor, reminding me that sometimes healing sounds like
laughter.
I quit measuring life with years, calendars, and clocks, because time only hits
me when I’m stuck doing nothing fun. No need for an endgame.
Leaving this note as my small wave goodbye.
Away from the digital noise,
life’s been a comedy offline,
and I’m following the happy beats.
Thank you for being a kindred soul on the road.
Wishing you good things ahead. :)
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