though scars covered every inch of her body, she stood up.
From long hair to bob, the times keep on changing.
There is always light in the dark.
the time moves like quicksand.
I wait for your hand in mine, but the dark and emptiness is absolute.
you don’t understand anything but what I let you see.
if i were to wish on a star, i would stand with you outside of time.
and Hope with her innocence wings flew away, away.
i promise i will be a supernova in this galaxy.
a white lie, pale with implication but silver with morals.