Her heart was white. At age of 13, it turned to pink, slowly became red. Bright red to be exact.
Why?
She was happy. WAS. SHE WAS HAPPY.
At age of 14.
Her heart was in pale red.
She felt nothing in her heart.
Like there was an invisible hole in her heart.
Her heart was numb.
She lost.
Why?
You can think by yourself.
At age of 15, her heart was crashed.
And it turned to black. Slowly and eventually fall into million pieces.
She tried to put it back together. But she only has two hands.
How?
How can she picked the million pieces of heart by herself?
Then, she tried to ask for help.
But, nobody saw her hands. Nobody took her hands. Like nobody. Because she was nobody. Nobody realised her existant.
Who is she?
At the age of 16, her heart got stabbed by someone she cherished.
By someone she trusted.
By someone she loved.
What happened to her heart?
Well, nobody knows.
She slowly treated her own heart.
It was really hard.
But she succeed.
At the age of 17, her heart slowly back to normal.
It was pink.
But again, someone tried to step on her heart.
This time, she was strong enough to protect her heart.
Kudos to her.
She remained strong until she was 18.
At the age of 18, her heart turned to red. Not bright red.
Suddenly, she was slapped by something unexpected.
That big slapped made her life turned 180°.
That red heart became black again.
Really black.
Darker than before.
Dark.
All she has now is hopes and dreams.
Hopes and dreams in the dark.
When will she achieves her dreams?
When will her hopes become reality?
She is a human.
She's just a girl.
A girl with hopes and dreams in the dark.
