Even my favorite songs don’t compare to the sounds I hear now. Birds chirp, unknown bugs and insects sing, the leaves blow with the easiest movement through the wind and the water runs swiftly. I can’t help but just stare.
I think I’ll stay right here for a while. Something has drawn me hear and now refuses to let me leave. I’m tempted to take out my phone and snap a photo, but I brought it only for in the case of emergency. I need this. I need this emptiness. I need the quiet.
Lowering my back I kneel down. Yes, I’ll stay here for a minute. To think, to breathe, to live.
Away from him, and her and all of it. I want to keep it serene.