If she took the sand
If she took the water
Then I'll take the stars
I'll take the sky
I'll take the ephemerally painted sunsets
I'll become the light you see
The light that engulfs you in warmth
Both in the day and in the night
I'll become other realms
That she hasn't claimed
Just for you.
YOU ARE READING
Fragmented
RandomA series of unfinished beginnings, endings, and sometimes their own words in between. This is a collection of storylines I ponder about, but I know I most likely do not have the agency to write each story its missing pieces.
