Tiếng Sáo Đêm

Once upon a time it was a music room...then it somehow morphed itself into a dark sad adult room...

happy place for guys...yet for me it was a dark place..a place where I went in to sell my soul..

then one day a guy...a total stranger came in...he asked me why are you doing this?? other girls do it for money..some for fun...but you...you are different...

I love your shows...yet the more I see it the more I feel hurt...it is like feeling someone hurting and I can't do anything about it..can't stop the hurting..you might be able to fool the others..but not me...

he made my tears fell...I asked him why do you care? I am a complete stranger..

we talked that night..and I made a promise to him I won't anymore..more like a promise to me..hopeful to keep it...

for now Tiếng Sáo Đêm is back to being an R rated room...where anything goes...most time it's me listening to my cd collection with whoever happens to drop by...

other times it is a karaoke..live music room...some have surprised me and actually came up to sing...musos...

I logged on to paltalk yesterday to a beautiful message left by a new friend...

he wrote in the lines of...I came into the room seeking something else...he wanted to tell me why I should care..

it was the sweetest thing someone has written...

then last night we sat there talking about what guys liked..one told me I came in here for the music..another ..for your conversations...

little did they know how much those few words meant to me..

the heart will mend ...the soul takes a while longer..