Haiiiii!!!! I'll get back to uploading/writing chapters in a bit, just a bit busy rn!
'Marks.'
Am I scared of thou leaving me?
Am I the fool to test thee?
Art thou thy lover to go thro' it?
Art thou mine whole?
We place our feet, marking the grass,
Our mark made, we stand at last,
To reach out, I hope I could,
Then thou grasp the summit,
A smile, gifted to us.
Thou'rt o'er the hill, I gasp,
Thy hand reaching past, ye usher the Moon,
The setting Sun, yearning to last,
To see the shadows we left,
They dance, they gasp, with our mark gone.
-Me!
Be back... Uhhm.. Soon? I hope? Ehaha ^w^)