Let’s meet where secrets rest
Between a hush and a heartbeat.
Once in a while,
people might have mixed feelings with their thoughts,
because we wish everyone could understand us without explanation.
But in truth, we never really want that.
We all carry secrets we never wish to share.
It’s the kind of mystery.
That even midnight keeps tucked in its back pocket.
People might struggle with one another,
but in certain moments,
everyone gets caught in the midnight mystery.
Eventually, we always find a way.
When we’re in difficult situations,
we must think both emotionally and practically.
At some point,
we find the answer hidden between the margins.
Someday, our secrets become midnight mysteries,
and we chase after them.
Along with that,
my heart knocks gently at the door of thought,
begging for a reply.
In the arms of cold winds,
my heart falls silent just like midnight.
Then, a voice comes from somewhere and says:
"You must be a secret kept by the moon,
Softly glowing, rarely told, never forgotten.”
Your book of secrets never unfolds
it stays sealed, like stars shining in the sky,
always seen,
but never touched.