Kai's p.o.v
Small talk gets us nowhere. Maybe I am better off staying withdrawn after all. A walk to remember, our long journey together is worthwhile for a little bit. Love is a gift of sacrifice. Left alone, I am on my own again. An inaudible symphony, my shutdown mode. Falling through the cracks, noise has no place in my sanctuary. Endless is this struggle to find my voice. Even if I lose the battle, my soul or yours remains a blossoming rose. Lingering around, one sound from heaven will be enough to comfort me. I guard my heart and build up a wall between us. These awkward quiet moments give us a chance to reflect, reminiscence and plan our next move. Take back the night please, daylight, hindsight. Lonesome, where on earth do you call your home? Even though you are mute, I still wonder what you are thinking about.