the silence of the night made my heart feel lonely, as if the light of that terah had left for a while until morning returned.
if the atmosphere is like this, maybe coffee will be the best friend for us to discuss. there we can pour out everything that is in this heart.
maybe we can talk to ourselves, but how will people perceive later, when they see us making ourselves quiet in this vast universe.
cigarettes also can treat the emptiness of the heart when the atmosphere is quiet, as a support for those of us who are heartbroken, so that the spirit of boasting to rise behind this silence.
for me silence is a hidden sound, in other words the meaning of a voiceless state, or hiding a voice behind silence.
I hope tomorrow morning we are back in a state of excitement after passing through all this silence, and do not forget to fire your enthusiasm to end all this silence.
my greetings @ rachman-jr25.
