The glass in front of me is neither half full nor is it half empty. It's lonely.

The  day you left me, my sleep did, too.

If You Can't Trust Me With My Life. Just Know That. Someday. Somehow. I'll Be Your Superhero.

Tonight. The love dies.

And when you call out to me ; I hope you dance.
And when spring arrives, I'm not around ; I hope you dance.
And when we walk on cold fire ; arm in arm, heart in heart ; I hope we dance.

I don't come to visit you, because this is not how I want to remember you. I'm happy with the images we have of each other. I hope you miss me, too.

These glittering lights can shine all they want. they can create as many difference between you and me. But. They'll never be able to hide the tears I've shed for you.

Truvia

And as we pass through Troy, sticking out like sore thumbs, the worlds continue the way they should : Silently.

She was down on the floor. Shedding floods of tears. Pleading for forgiveness. For one more chance. A chance to make it all alright. Like it used to be.

She needed him. Not to hold her down. Not to tell her everything's alright. Not to protect her. She just needed him in front of her. To tell him she still cared, that she still winces every time he gets hurt. To let him know that she is there. That she's always been there.

She needed him to know all this. She had to tell him that she isn't like him. She would never leave him without warning. No. Not ever. Hell, she didn't even have the slightest idea.

And now, that she knelt on the ground. Flowers in her hand. She told him everything. Everything she wanted him to know. All the things she hadn't ever said before. She said it all. She knelt and she cried. She tried to touch him. But the ground came in between.

So she just knelt and cried. Flowers in her hand. She told him everything he needed to know. Everything and more.

The moment he saw her. He knew. He'd seen her before. They've spent ages together. Hand in hand. Arm in arm. Walking across lonely forests, wearing nothing but moonlight.
But. He didn't know her name. He never had.
She stretched out her hand to him. He refused to take it. His mind wandered off to a place he'd never seen before. To a place he'd been avoiding all his life.
She started humming Iqbal Bano. Then. He Knew. He knew where she's been all this while. In his heart. A place he seldom visited.