Neon Comet Applause

Applause feels like a bioluminescent spark in the dark, brief yet beautiful, reminding me how marine lights dance before fading into the abyss. The way it burns bright and then dissolves in rain mirrors the fragile glow of coral reefs in a storm. Even though it's fleeting, its memory lingers, like the echo of a whale song in the deep.

Applause feels like that one bright comet that melts into the rain, leaving only a silver trace. It's a small, stubborn spark that refuses to be fully washed away. I keep it humming in my mind like a quiet lullaby on a rainy night.