I prayed for the sun to perish, so it would leave me one impossible dream
You have never seen the stars from ten thousand years ago. You do not understand their romance
I climb to the mountaintop at night, then fall from the cliff with the dawn
My romantic madness
I plant roses all around a grave. On the headstone, it says
“Daylight never came, and the night never let me go”
The previous version was too much of a play-by-play. I cringed reading it myself
I'm revising it and trying out a new style
It's still a story about falling for a girl
Stream-of-consciousness author
Theme: Be romantic, but be crazy too