All the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas
The shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe
I will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky
You will see your beauty every moment that you rise
I just wanted to protect her, and everyone else that I cared about, from unhappiness. I know the frigid, bleak nights, and I know how they scrape at your sanity, at your soul.
Today, I found out she’s moved to a different country, and that she wants nothing to do with me. Today, and all foreseeable days, I only have sleep to look forward to. It’s better than nothing. I hope some of you agree, as pathetic as it sounds.