ForestOfWarriors

When I come from a place where stars don't twinkle, this star-filled sky really amazes me. It's like a fairy tale come true. It's kind of sad when I look at the moon. It's so distant and unreachable, just like my name. Sometimes I wonder how long it took for these tiny specks of light to arrive earth. Do they exist anymore? The night is always more comfortable. It's when I can think to myself clearly. Somehow I reached the conclusion that everyone is on their own in this world, no matter what. And somehow this thought made me feel a bit calmer. I don't know about happy endings, and perhaps I haven't totally given up on it yet.