Forlorn (One Shot Collection)

Amidst countless sleepless nights-heads crammed with wakeful, unnecessary thoughts-our body lived alone.

May peace be an option, and may this fire keep us warm. As a glimpse of relief crashed upon us, we may live to see tomorrow.

Our shades of blue, slowly turning darker. Would our heart be strong enough to fight all these sadness? We speak beyond what we know. Always put your head first. Our hearts can't live alone.

Was it all just a hoax? Or can we pass through the warning signs?