Mum would sing this to me every night to get me to sleep calmly when I was a child. She knew every word by heart.
It’s just a matter of time before we found each other again, this song and I.

Looking back, it was love that kept me calm and made me fall sound asleep every night. Perhaps this is what love is. Not torrid, not a violent rainstorm, no noise, no firecrackers, no zing zang boom, no shrieking spasms. Never mind the turbulence along the way. Never mind the shattered glass. Just a deep cerulean blue placid enough to put one to sleep every night, veiled only by the mask of daydreams.

So I guess this is how I love : slipping into a sound sleep, quietly holding YOU.


About Klassy

How Klassy got her groove back.

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