Always, the end is the start to a new story.
I’m here sitting all alone among all the sandy dust being rained upon, with all the pain and love I feel inside. It’s me again Lilly, it’s Us. Me and this parasite, a fading rose, a cello touching soul, a memory reminding of a whole, a bond connecting souls or just a Spectre to mirror all?! None can explain the way I’m feeling right now, just sing to me I’m so alone, Sing to me Raven I feel so alone. Your end was a new story I wrote to begin here. Remember what we used to be? the playground and the falling leaves? Maybe I am dreaming of this childhood…