Just a girl.
I would never let you find me...even if you wanted to.
You see my drafts but never know the end, dear hacker.
It does not matter to me who you are.
who you were.
You invade my privacy...I move away just like another star in this universe.
The universe, where nothing matters in the end.
Writing is my kindness, and you can't take it away.
My kindness may sound rude...yet it is still mine.
What about you? incomplete.
At the end...you realise it was never kindness.
It was the power you sought.