3 AM and a Song

It is a few minutes to 3 AM, and Flowers by Samantha Ebert has been on repeat for the past hour. Each listen tugs at something deep inside me, bringing me closer to tears. Maybe it is the melody, maybe it is the lyrics, or maybe it is just one of those nights when everything feels a little too heavy. Music is strange like that. One moment, it is just background noise, and the next, it is unlocking emotions you did not even realize were waiting to be felt.

But that is not such a bad thing. Emotions are not meant to be brushed aside as quickly as we like to think. We spend so much time trying to be strong, trying to move on, trying not to feel too much. But what if the feeling is not a weakness? What if sitting with our emotions for a while is part of healing? Some songs bring pain to the surface, but sometimes, that is the first step to letting it go.

So I let the song play. I let myself feel. I remind myself that this moment, however heavy it feels, will not last forever. And if you are reading this, maybe you need that reminder too. Whatever is weighing on you, it will pass. You are not alone in this, even if it feels like it. The night always feels the longest before morning comes, but morning always comes.

Olamide from MANI