I have become a renegade
to the radiant sun...

Desperately yearning
for this unending...

Your tone trembles
as words stagger...

Dying flowers,
petals shed...

A falling star
becomes enclosed...

A life without romance
was almost believable...

Hesitation grows faster
as I struggle to gaze...

Society seems to disapprove
of breakable stitched up hearts...

My stolen comforts nest
immaculately upon his dusty shelf...

It's been almost a year
since your cheap apologies...

Dreaming of him
is more heavenly...

Bravery sits upon my mask
And hides away the pain...