The Night

Hi me,

why there are days and night?

after a chaotic day,

a walk under the moon and stars is all i need.

i listen to the gentle breeze,

gazing the brightest star in the sky,

whishing for a shooting star,

watching the clouds passing the moon,

the blue-grayish sky,

the slight chilliness,

the orange street lights in the distance,

the self talks,

the silence

and the calmness.

the night brings back everything together again.

♡.



 

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