Nights Like This

 

She's doing fine.

Deadlines, plans, noise, all running like clockwork.

Life, full and functional.

But sometimes, when everything quiets, 

when the world exhales… 

He trespasses her mind.

Like a song she didn't mean to play.

Like a scent that shouldn't still feel like home.

She's learned to carry herself well, 

Head high, 

heart guarded, 

Smile rehearsed just right.

But in that thin stillness… 

between one breath and the next, 

He eavesdrops on her heartbeat.

Finds the pulse that still remembers.

She tells herself she's over it, 

And mostly, she is.

Until memory leans in, uninvited

And whispers his name in her chest like a prayer that never quite stopped echoing.

Strong.

Always strong.

But strength doesn't mean silence, 

and some ghosts don't haunt, they hum softly, asking to be missed just once more.

 just once more. 

*Nights Like This -Kehlani 🎶*

So long, London

Sorrow is full of contradictions.

I know he’s gone, yet some part of me still waits. I know I won't hear his voice like that again, yet I listen for it in the quiet. 

I know he won't walk through the door, yet I glance up every time it opens. Truly, it's a strange kind of heartbreak-one that doesn't just hurt but disorients. One that makes the impossible feel possible, even if just for a second.

Because how can someone so loved, so deeply woven into my life, just disappear? 

How can the world go on like nothing has changed when, for me, everything has?

Caitiff. 

*So long, London -Taylor Swift 🎶*

Storm

 After some time apart,

He said to her softly, "I wanted to talk to you."

She feigned a smile, eyes carrying days of pain she couldn't whisper loudly...

"I've always loved hearing what you had to say, your words still feel like home. But I know this time, you're not here to stay."

And yet, she never wanted to hear goodbye from him.

*Storm -Ruth B. 🎶*