We often crave for just that one person ready to be all ours at the end of the day. Sometimes that's all we need, just one person, to talk about our day to, to unload the bulk of our minds and to hear us out. Just one person to build a special connection with and to drown in the pleasure of sharing, be it joy or sorrow. The one person you unveil yourselves to. Just one person and you don't need the world to complete your day. But today, tonight, I think I might just need that one person in the sharing of silenceness, a comfortable one. Because when you're suddenly verbally disabled and your energy couldn't suffice, you start to hold on to something greater. A communication like no other. And that is through silence.
Why can't Singapore be dark enough so on this very night I can be overshadowed by a blanket of stars?
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