She was broken from moment to moment, watching her world collide she felt lost inside herself. She fell apart for a passion that flamed beneath her. She waited and died a hundred times, it dripped from her pores. The moment she let go, she soared over the stillness like the star she was born to be.
Grief is the price of love. The grief I feel is the love living on, with nothing to pour it into. I loved you with everything I had. This grief I feel is proof of that. The proof that I loved.
did you know that the moon was the prettiest star in the whole wide universe.
mon said that if they met someone amazing, she would give up their glow to be with them
oon met the sun
the sun and the moon were intwined in a way nobody understood.
they were miles apart
but there hearts were together
the moon gave up their glow just for the sun.
all i want to do is isolate myself from everyone, trust no one, so i don't have to fear abandonment anymore. i would finally be free, because then, nobody can hurt me.