Knowing her-1
Lost in her own fantasies, Somewhere around the stars
Looking for the moon that was never her's,
Fantasies kept her alive ,Way more than anyone could
Her eyes spoke stories of love
Her heart wrenched with hurtful words and actions
Some drew stars around Her scars
But
Then again they turned the stars into scars more deep
Kept hiding them but she was unable to cover them
Tears stained Her bright dresses ----- excused that it was dust not tears
She letted people come and go in Her heart hotel that she made with love,desire & a hope that it will always be as it was
Bright, colourful & with good hearted people
