She used to dream of outer space When she was a child.
The stars were mirrors.
They reflected who I wanted to be; The foreign planets were my my home and the infinite blackness wrapped around me like a blanket.
I always imagined myself run along elegant stars.
As I gazed at the mirroring nebulas. It beckons me.
Now I see the broken pieces of who I used to be.
I put them back together to form a new me.
I closed my eyes. Dreaming of love, living beyond the stars.
