Missing You

where you used to be.

mirror

you and I. hurt by Them.

cycles

I will be better than you.

Story

words that make up my story.

unique

This is me. Unique. Uncomfortable. But undoubtedly beautiful.

Mirror

My reflection stares back at me.

Reach

It has always been a reach to be who I am.

butter

You melt like butter before people who hurt you.

wait

I wait for your hand in mine, but the dark and emptiness is absolute.

sleep

as nature quiets down, i await for Morpheus.