Late night thoughts are a strange companion..
Sometimes Serious...
Sometimes SILLY...
And often quietly painful...
It’s in those silent hours, when the world finally slows down, that ur mind begins to speak the loudest..
U start questioning ur life, ur choices, the people u've loved, and the ones who left..
One moment u're wondering if u're truly happy, and the next u're laughing at a random memory or a dumb thing u said five years ago..
But then come the thoughts that hurt, the regrets, the
"WHAT -IF ,"
the silent ache of missing someone u can’t talk to anymore.. It’s like ur heart chooses midnight to remind u of everything u pretend doesn’t matter during the day...
And yet, even in the mess of those thoughts, u’re still HERE.. Still breathing.. Still trying..
So no matter how heavy the night feels, just know, it will pass...
And when morning comes, so does a little more strength..








