Sunset by Miyaa

Prologue

Black.

It was all black.

But it was moving.

A vivid darkness yet too dark to fathom.

It was swallowing me as it moved.

But I wasn't struggling.

Actually, I didn't let myself struggle.

Because it was more of a war on the soul than in the body.

It was all black.

A moving black.

An empty black.

But a black that caused pain, horror and turmoil inside me.

Yet I clothed everything as it was a part of me.

And then I heard your words.

Some words that came from your mouth

Never intended for me but enough to pull my drowning soul out.

It was a fleeting emotion that was hard to forget.

But I decided not to linger longer.

Because it was too good to be true.

But then I heard your voice. On the flesh.

And I was startled. I was stunned.

Because the moment you sang the first note of your song, I felt an arrow pierced through my heart.

And I just stared.

I was overwhelmed.

Has anyone told you how powerful your voice is?

Has anyone told you how comforting it is?

Has anyone told you how soothing it is to a wreck soul like I do?

Because if no one told you so, then let me.

Hearing your voice breaks a lot of me into pieces.

You sing that melody and I would cry my heart out.

It's not because I'm in pain.

But it's because you brought realization into my world.

For my soul to understand that God hears my prayers--that someone out there was used by God to comfort my aching soul.

And now I thank God for your existence. And your significance into my life.

And I want to pray to God that in return help you in anyways on what your heart is yearning for.

Because in everything we do, be it for Him.

Hope to hear you once again live.

But for now, let me bring your voice closer to my ears

for my heart to hear and move with the beat.