Two pages and just another empty canvas

But you can paint it with your tears

This wasn't a perfect story & life just isn't Disney

-The edges are torn in the corners

…There's music spilling into your ears & a magic falling down your throat

Times like these & you've never felt so….a(live.d)

Ten feet away there's a barrier of perceptions,

An alternate reality of heartache-&-u

But you never really noticed her anyway,

She's a mirror image (7 years bad luck with a shatter like that)

Just a glance of a stranger

Then headlights fill your eyes-

And honey, you are both seeing stars tonight

a/n in memory of the two girls run over at a party that just seemed too become too out of control, before anyone noticed.