@Little_Mouse
His death. His pain. My pain. My death. My heart. My choices. My walls. My fire. My walls burn. My walls fall. I'm Happy. My love. My love for another. My love dies. My heart dies. My glass heart. My glass shards. My tears. My glass tears. My shards in the wind. My fault.
"The boy who has been burning a hole in the back of my head is whose eyes I meet. And they have me locked in their golden brown ..." http://wattpad.com/story/4323645
