Secondhand（Serenade）

📚 Secondhand Serenade

🎶 Sometimes life feels like a secondhand serenade, where the melodies we hear are echoes of someone else's story. But even in those borrowed tunes, there’s beauty—a reminder that every heart has its own rhythm. 🎵

🌟 Imagine sitting by a window, watching raindrops trace paths down the glass while an old piano plays softly in the background. It’s not your song, but it stirs something deep inside you—a longing for connection, for meaning. 💧

💭 In moments like these, I realize how much we rely on fragments of others' lives to fill our own gaps. Yet, isn’t that what makes us human? We piece together fragments—memories, words, emotions—to create something uniquely ours. ✨

💫 So here’s to embracing the secondhand serenades of life, finding joy in their imperfections and letting them guide us toward creating our own symphonies. 🎶💖