A little wilda little benta lot human.Once brokenbut alwaysa whole.

In the end it was my blood that was spilled on the sheets.I won't forget the girl I was before you, and the girl I became after.

A clock ticking on a wall,a fake laugh,a boy only thinking for himself.

I dwell upon the days when I gazed in your direction. No longer a stranger but living in your world. Gently pouring out love into each other, we tranced all the realms of our negativity. I can, but don't wish to be happier in any other moments that you're not in. And if the time comes, where the Moon crosses the Sun I hope the eclipse lasts a lifetime for we are the rays and the shadows combined.

From the ones that never were, with the words that never fell from my lips, left to rot in the graveyard of my mindWhen I'm out from under, I'm just a girl wishing on burnt out stars, hoping to ignite the love lost from another.