i will be alone this Christmas, and the next, and the one after that...i'll be alone forever.

-taiga aisaka, toradora.

☾︎ you've lived a few long years hiding behind your satin dresses and your dwindling fears.

you bite your hand as your tears strip you down in your shower,

the mark of grief left on your skin will fade but darling, your heart will still ache.

the moment you walk out of this madland you'll have to face them first hand;

pretending you're on the clifftop where the world is beneath you and you can't be stopped.

☾︎ but darling, that's where you're wrong;

you're wrong because you're creeping on crumpled dreams and failed seventeens,

the ink is smeared in mockery of you and me.

but once you step out of the shower,

you will smile that way again but they won't be able to tell if;

your sore eyes are screaming at them,

the world is in mourning again,

your thoughts are leaving you barren, the whirlwinds are still stuck there in your mind,

that you can't win against something you can't fight,

darling, do you think i'm right?

☾︎ darling, why do you make your pages a bleeding ground?

why do you always insist on wearing that nightgown until it's torn down?

your bare feet on aster and dandelion fields are more lively than they will ever be.

darling, your sad words leave a star trail on the edges of your nerves but you just can't see them,

but i hope you believe it when i say this with reason;

there's a whole lot more you've got to do before it comes close to over for you,

the christmas lights will be setting in soon, the city will be happier that time around,

and darling, i know that's not enough for a lifetime but it's plenty of happiness for now.

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a/n It's 2am, what am I doing up? Hope you enjoyed and Thank you for reading!