The flowers went against gravity and there they were, lifting themselves up from the ground.
So sweet, so light, so pretty. The trees and lalangs swayed to the sentimental melody wandering in the air.
Eventually, the sun sets and night came along.
The glasses in our hands chinked under the starlight. We got ourselves drunk because we were drinking to the mistakes we have made. The tears that were dying to escape from reality were all still kept underneath our smiles and laughter. Those saccharine little laughter we made travelled through the dark gloomy forest, awakening all the dreams that were hiding inside the morning dew.
I never knew the courage I thought I’ve lost was all along in me.