my nightingale saves the day.

hakim once asked if i ever felt lonely.

i do.

on nights like this,
with a playlist of emo songs.
they mingle with my soul,
absorbing emotions,
draught with memories.

nightingale. by saves the day.
everytime i listen to it, my heart wrenches. it paints a picture so vivid. of me and her in the train, on the way to school. we're leaning against the door, looking out through the glass window. you could see the sky's still sleeping. but that's okay. nightingale's playing in my ears and she's playing with her pink hairband. she smiles. and i smile back. a silent understanding between boy and girl.