It was 3am as I slowly made my way to the swings. It was my way of spending the night when I couldn't sleep. As I approached the swings, I realised one of them is taken by someone else. It was too dark to see so we just sat down in silence.
I felt him looking at me and it got awkward. But these swings were the only place I could spend my night releasing my thoughts while staring at the moon.
Things didn't turn out so bad as we spoke to each other telling our problems and learning more about each other's lives while being strangers in the dark.
Eventually the sun rose and light replaced dark. I looked at him and he looked at me.
" Mr Popular Jackson? I was talking to you all this while?"
" Oh it's you all this time. How unexpected." He replied
" How can someone like you who has everything have so many problems?" I asked
" Behind my mask, I'm just a broken man. That's is the reason why I put on a mask."
There was a minute of silence.
" Thank for the night talk. We'll talk someday again." He said as he got off the swings and disappeared into the morning light.
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Saving Thoughts
PoetryA girl tossed and turned at 2am in the morning. She finally got up and told herself to save her thoughts so it wouldn't haunt her anymore.
