It wasn’t the fall
That killed her...

A beat comes to earth,
With a soft rhythm or two...

Not because my heart
feels like an imposing...

You didn't know me,
As your teary eyes search mine...

They say that I am weak,
Cause I need pills to fall asleep...

If I remembered the way it sounded…
The drum of your heartbeat against your chest...

Too tired to get up,
But not tired enough to sleep...

I wanted to love you
louder than your demons...

Oh, Beautiful Stranger...
Standing outside the door...

Your words hurt.
My hearts...

A shadow among city lights,
Always alone...

She was
…broken...