Love a girl who writes and live her many lives; you have yet to find her, beneath her words of guise. Kiss her blue-inked fingers, forgive the pens they marked. The stain of your lips upon her — the one she can't discard. Forget her tattered memories, or the pages others took; you are her ever after — the hero of her book. — "Her Words" Lang Leav ☄ [ credits for cover goes to @-spellbind