pre-AN: you wouldn’t believe how hard it was to think of something else but her

butterflies and pinwheels and
i had this dream last night, where you almost died, and i had to save you
but nothing shines so bright as the stars in her eyes
when she hears that, just for once,
she won’t be left behind again.

but don’t get your hopes up princess;
miracles only happen once in a blue moon

and i’m painting the sky pink tonight.

post-AN: and see how jumbled my words are when i try and block her out?