Her hope is gone, her love dead. The heart she had laid to rest. Torn in two, shattered again. All around her has no life. A face, a mask, a broken smile. Her tears fall in the night. On her pillow, in her bed. Too many memories running through her head. A word, a name, a glowing face. Too strong, too gentle, seems unreal. A person, a girl, a dead soul. Love too stong, people too weak, a figment tearing them apart. Two people meant to be, yet they are fading in the dark. A light, a thing, giving hope to her. A new beginning, abother chance, a love that will live forever. To fall in love, to be happy, to have one another.
December 18, 2010