Out beyond the galaxies twisting in his eyes you could find me searching the ashes for fallen stars cursed with forever trying to save us.
His tear drops were like shooting stars, trapped inside the hands of sorrow and destined to wreak havoc upon the weary. By the time they reached the earth they were no longer broken wishes but shards of glass, hardened and carved to reflect the worst of us all. Maybe it was the fact that those once tears were always buried beneath my skin that he saw his demons within me, or maybe it was my own burning eyes that lured him into the dance with death while the rest of us slept. Either way he truly believed he could subdue the fire within me and save me from being burned, but the flames danced across his skin, as if it was a canvas waiting to be painted with beautiful scars. And so I lost myself in the dimming light in his eyes and he lost himself in battles I gave up on long ago.
-Forever, Raine