Dear Peter,
I saw a star that seemed to shine brighter than
the sun tonight, I'd like to think it was calling
me. I dreamt about it. I had wings in my
dream, great big wings and I flew, right up to
your star and we danced until our feet fell
(quite literally.) After, you brought me back to
this world and kissed the top of my head. I
didn't want you to go but I let you. You danced
up back to Neverland and I back to reality.
Please come back soon, maybe tonight we can
really dance and I won't let you go. My window
is always open, make me lost.
-A lost girl.
