Sweet Night

It was midnight. She still could not fall asleep. She was tossing and turning in her bed, turning the lights off.

"Hey, are you having trouble sleeping again?" someone said from the door.

"Hey!" She sprang up, "You startled me!"

"May I come in?"

"Of course."

Her twin brother entered the room, it was still dark.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" She asked him.

"I was sleeping. I just woke up. I thought it would be good to check on you."

"Do you do it often? I mean, checking on me?"

"Hmm," he confessed.

"Then you must know that I have trouble sleeping often these days."

"I know."

"Do you know why?"

I know, he thought, it is because you feel lonely. You want someone to hold you at nights.

It had been happening since she divorced her husband.

He sidestepped the question and said, "Let me help you." Saying that, he took out his phone and plugged the earphone in. Then he handed her the earphones.

"Close your eyes. Lean on me."

"What is it?"

"A lullaby to help you fall asleep."

She did as she was told.

On my pillow

Can't get me tired

Sharing my fragile truth

That I hope the door is still open...

"Ah, this is... So soothing...So beautiful... "

He looked at her. She fell asleep. He gently put her on the pillow, took the earphone out and left a kiss on her forehead, then left.

Two years later.

She couldn’t fall asleep again. Now her brother wasn’t there for her. He got married and now lived separately. Maybe now he listens to that song together with his wife when any of them has trouble sleeping, who knows?

But that song was still there.

She fell on her bed and plugged her earphones in. She could even feel her twin's warmth through that song. It brought back memories.

She was not alone anymore. That voice is now there to accompany her and sang her to sleep.