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 🎶*