She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

the sorrow you didnt know, the pain you couldnt see; when you were just right in front of me. the sadness slices through and the emotions just come rushing out. i wanna scream in your face.
you were mine, or maybe it just wasnt meant to be. back to top?