A heart, is an epidemic of truth
where I'm left scattered...

Will you come in the form of a star?
All I ask for is someone...

His midnight voice
melts the tension...

I wilter as a hidden flower,
crushed among your notebooks...

I sing a breath unto morning's mist
a miracle fresh, a wish I have kissed...

If there were no more suns to circle the world.
no flight for angels to test out their wings...

For nineteen years I've never struggled
within your grasp...

I hear the pain,
descending through meltdowns...

Characteristics
read through a strong perception...

You are not an apparition
of how a star is born...

My heart breaks through its cage,
shutting time down...

In the void sheets of rain,
my restlessness never expected...