The windows are clear, but filled with memories of long rainy days, tear stained sheets, and soft blankets.

As I watch from the other side of the glass, I wonder if you are looking too. The sky is soulless and dark, but maybe somewhere, you are wishing on a star for those stains to go away as the moments replay over and over.

We have faded from one another, and time still went on. The words "I can't live without you" turned out to be a simple cliché that diminished from the tip of my tongue and slipped through your lips.

And as I look out this clear window, holding the sheets that once held us, I look back to those nights where I felt alone with you beside me.

And maybe some day, we can clean the sheets together. We can look out this window and watch the night turn into the morning again. As for now, wherever you may be, know I wish you happiness and hope you think of me.

She was alone.
A face in the crowd that not one person noticed.
She had no one, not even herself.
When she looked in the mirror, she had to turn away in shame.
how could anyone love me? she thought.
She hid her scars, her fears, and herself from everyone.
One night, she looked to the stars in search of an answer that never seemed to come.
She decided to give up on everything. Her hope, her dreams, herself...
And she let go.