𝘗𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴. 𝘚𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘗𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺. 𝘘𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 || ✓||

Night Sky

As a night as cold as this

The only thing in my mind is that I will cease to exist

Why do I think that? Because I will disappear and become one with the stars

That the night sky is filled with amazing healed scars