I guess she kind of felt like her life was a mirage. Bright eyes now dull, if there's nothing burning bright behind. Falling could describe it but being caught is a much better feeling and I guess she felt it.
If people had told her that she would be picked up by a few boys she didn't even know, she would of laughed. Little did she know that through music, tears, concerts, screams, and new found friends she would finally be ok.
Her depression just got worse and anxiety had taken over when suddenly guitar strings pulled at her heart in the tune of Little Things. As lyrics floated by slowly, aimlessly, pationetly she realized her candle hadn't burnt out just yet. The further she sunk into their music the further she floated form her demons. When she could finally take a breath she got sucker punched with new found news.
One of the memebers had left.
She sat there feeling numb. Not even the verses of Diana and the tunes of passion that would sooth her throbbing heart now did nothing. "Since you went away there's nothing left in mine" she thought. But why would she feel this way when she had the everlasting support of four amazing guys every step of the way? Luckily she knew with their love nobody could drag her down.
When home didn't feel like home, when light didn't feel as bright anymore she would look up at her entire world and smile. All she wanted was the strong arms of Harry, Louis, Liam, and Niall to hold her until time stops.
She finally found her most perfect light. As tears streamed down her cheeks she knew that her eyes still shine simply because of their existence.
They always will,
Until she takes her last breath.
