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.

Now what happens?
I only saw you once today.
I guess this is God's way of telling me to move on.
Stare, smile, turn away, forget.
If it was so easy, then why does it hurt so much. back to top?