is it white, maybe yellow, or even red? midnight sky, blue tinted in black. one may seem notice that everything around is blinded by darkness, but no, something in it that seem to left me with awe. in that sea of tinted black, its heart is as pure as a butt, shiny, twinkly and even smoothly it soars in the heavens above. peacefulness instead changed its meaning. the very time where everything is at calmness, the very time where two hearts, two minds afloat, just there, letting the wind take them. the time where you can find yourself at ease, caring less of what the world might think, because maybe he is at peace, at harmony, that he too even embraced as his best buddy. oh how he felt the breeze of the midnight sky, smells as if it was his first time to go out in the open, regardless of what might lurk within. because maybe he is at war, confused, destroyed by his very own thoughts that seems to haunt his everyday, a nightmare in the day. oh so may the gods help him find his way, but which way? ambiance that seems to uplift the mood of the one destroyed, the one that is broken, fixed, light flowed all over him, felt nostalgic. everytime terrified, petrified of what the nightsky will turn, of what he will become. 12:01