Again, twilight is the end of the day, making what has happened into a well-organized storyline. Like a puzzle that can be assembled to form a recognizable image, the story will be a memorable one.
Night after night will surely come. The sky no longer cares about the sunlight that has been lost, because he only cares about his encounter with the moon. Even so, the night was never angry, he just kept quiet. Hide his own story, etah happy or hurt.
Yes, from that dusk I learned to appreciate the sense of silence and loneliness. Not always I will be with the person I choose. Not always the person I choose also chooses me. Sometimes God makes what we love, not because God does not care. No. God is even more concerned about ourselves.
Even today, God values solitude for me, giving me silence for my own visit. So I care about myself. Maybe I did not realize it, I was too stupid of myself for being busy, too busy worrying about other people. Other people are none other than you. And now, I stop busied myself for you. I will only care for myself.
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