The Friend Who Stayed

There was a season in my life when loneliness felt heavier than words could describe. On those nights, I would sit beneath the sky and speak into the silence, somehow feeling heard without receiving a reply. This poem is for the quiet companion that never interrupted, never judged, and never left.

Night 

Night is my best friend.

It STAYS SILENT when I'm in my deepest thoughts.

When work takes a toll on me, 

I would have pep talk sessions with Night,

and it would last for hours till the roads became empty. 

But no matter how much I say, 

night could only hear the deep breaths I take, 

while tears stream down my cheeks.

Night encourages me to speak my mind,

even when I don't feel brave enough. 

Night tells me, small or big, good or bad, 

everything in life has a meaning, 

And is a learning path to greater things, 

even though all it does is shine its moonlight at me from afar. 

Night is not only a great listener.

Night is also my faithful companion. 

Even though I often do my silly dances 

while listening to my favourite tunes through my headphones, 

Night will always be there to watch me groove,

while smiling back at me from above. 

Everyday is a different story.

Most days are peaceful.

And some days are painful.

But with Night,

Every day is beautiful,

because it is the only thing,

that understands me, in and out. 

Even though all it does, 

is STAY SILENT.