It’s quiet. Everyone’s asleep.
You’re just sitting there, overthinking with a half-finished drink beside you and a playlist that knows you better than people do.
You scroll, read, replay old memories like they’re movies.
You laugh. You feel things. You move on.
Until next 2 AM.
You’re just sitting there, overthinking with a half-finished drink beside you and a playlist that knows you better than people do.
You scroll, read, replay old memories like they’re movies.
You laugh. You feel things. You move on.
Until next 2 AM.