She waits patiently for no one.
She sits there, pain overflowing her already broken heart. So because your words fill me with hope, shall mine fill you with closure.
Let my voice blindly lead you through your heartache so that the pain you feel will not go unabated.
I will be your tourniquet...
...To cover yourself with when the world turns it's back on you. Hurting inside you bleed monochrome. However much you may try to hide it, I see it.
The moon rises and the tears fall...No more false pretenses.