Tell me how the world broke you, how it shattered your soul to parts, how the wind blew them away. How the darkness played you a whole orchestra as the moonlight slept in your eyes. Tell me, even though you dont need to. Because I know how your tears would sound like, I cried them before. I know how a Lily like you would wither over and over again. Still, tell me, because youre the only one who I wouldnt mind to listen to over and over again. My dear younger sister. #random 1.7K viewsedited 00:55
