I love big cities, but there are moments where I feel as though the whole world can see right through me. And the world is watching and listening to me. But not at night.
The night is mine. It is the time where I am alone. I am in control. It is mine.
The world falls away and only I exist. My night. And I.
I long for my night. I long to be alone. To have to world fall away. To have to silence envelope me. To have the darkness invite me. The cool air in my lungs, nothing around me. Pain melts away. Problems are solved. Creativity is sparked. And for once, life makes sense.
The night is mine, and I am the night's.
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