Hey ya!!

the night is long, it's true, but as the city falls asleep you will feel your differences and don't be scared for dreading the moon when they all expect the sun

If with them I layed at night?

he was right, they were the same, fifteen years apart from each other but never had he met someone so much like him

I could tell you but you wouldn’t get it. It's not something you see it’s something you feel when you look to the dark blue ocean 🌊 and remember that feeling, the one that makes you wake up in the morning, the one that keeps you going but that, you can't describe it 'cause after all you don't see it you. feel it