Velvet Rain: Cherry Lipstick & Cigarettes ๐๐ฌ๐
๐The Song I Almost Didnโt Post โ Velvet Rain
I wrote Velvet Rain: Cherry Lipstick & Cigarettes on December 2, 2024, during a night that felt endless ๐. I had my notebook and headphones on ๐ง, the city outside glowing like it knew every secret I was holding ๐๏ธ. The streets were wet, the neon lights blurred ๐๐ง, and it was one of those nights where every sound, every shadow, every passing stranger felt like part of a story I was already living inside my head ๐ค.
This song came from an image that stuck in my mind for hours: cherry-red lips ๐, cigarette smoke curling into the air ๐ฌ, and the sensation of feeling both alive and haunted at the same time ๐ป. I wanted it to be cinematic, raw, and personal ๐ฌ. Every lyric is a little piece of a night I can still feel on my skin the thrill, the longing, the ache โค๏ธโ๐ฅ.
I was terrified to post this one ๐ณ. I felt like I was putting something that raw and personal online, and what if nobody got it? What if it felt too messy, too cinematic, too โmeโ? But I couldnโt hold it back. The song had to exist outside of me; otherwise, it would just linger forever, unspoken, unfinished โ๏ธ.
Velvet Rain: Cherry Lipstick & Cigarettes is about walking through your memories and feelings, letting yourself get lost in the streets, the night, and the moments that feel too vivid to ignore ๐๐ซ. Itโs about chasing someone whoโs both there and not, feeling every heartbeat ๐, every flicker of shadow ๐, every trace of desire ๐ฅ.
When I finally shared it, my hands were shaking ๐คฒ. I was excited, terrified, nervous, and hopeful all at once โก. I kept thinking, โIs this too much? Is this raw enough? Is this even worth posting?โ And then I realized yes. This is worth it โ . Every line, every โhmm,โ every โla la laโ that escaped my lips while writing it ๐ถ, every high note I held onto it all mattered.
Now, listening back, I can remember that night in every detail: the neon, the rain ๐ง๏ธ๐, the whisper of the wind through the city ๐ฌ๏ธ, the weight of longing that sat heavy in my chest ๐. I can feel the shadows of every line, the pulse of every beat, and the truth of every lyric ๐ค. Itโs cinematic, itโs messy, itโs intimate, and itโs everything I wanted to share ๐น.
This song is mine. Raw. Honest. Vulnerable. And I hope anyone who listens can feel even a fraction of what I felt that night the intensity, the longing, the quiet ache that only comes from being completely alive in a single, unforgettable moment ๐๐.
