And just for thought...
Lonely nights visit me often with star-lit skies as my only companion
but it is enough or this firelight spirit.
Faces come and go, leaving me like the phases of the moon
as ghosts take their place at my table.
Reflecting, realizing I am more at home with a pen then I am with an actual conversation.
Days full of countless people run under my sun
but I cannot give any one of them a name.
Magic dust rides from my eyes, creating a world only known to me
while a love songs plays just for me.
No one stays in my reality, far too enchanting to plain eyes.
I get drunk off metaphors and similes.
Life lived through paper, yes, they will all know me
when off I ride with the waves into the sky.
Love me now or love me never but I will always love you
whether you are real or not.
I burn with passion but it will never be touched in a world with no dreamers.
Starry skies and moonlit flashes as the ghosts and I drink our flavorful concoctions
of fairy tales and impossibles.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.