The star,. that gives us light. Has been gone a while. But it's not an illusion. The ache. In my heart. Is so much a part of who I am. Something in your eyes.
The star,. that gives us light. Has been gone a while. But it's not an illusion. The ache. In my heart. Is so much a part of who I am. Something in your eyes.
It's like the room just cleared of smoke. I didn't even want the heart you broke. It's yours to keep. You just might need one. . I finally found my real name.