Last night, I was sitting on my balcony… no music, no phone, just me and the night breeze.
It reminded me of those random nights when conversations flowed without filters, when silence felt warm, not awkward.
No deadlines, no fake smiles, no masks. Just real vibes.
I miss that kind of peace — not the one with silence, but the one where your soul feels quiet.
Not every connection needs fireworks.
Sometimes, it’s the soft glow that stays longer.