As time goes by, you realize and know for sure that it’s okay. Why did I have to abuse my head and heart all this time? You wake up in the morning, and realize that it/they/he/she aren’t the first thing comes to your mind. That’s how you know, you’re free. Fine day. Think easy. -Cheong
I awake to the sound of the morning arriving from an obvious negotiation with the night. How much time has passed since I said my goodbye to the night sky? How were the stars convinced to hide themselves and give up the spotlight despite their infinite beauty? I wish to hear the song that’s been playing in my head and then eventually in my dream. So I reach over to my desk and grab my...