I didn't trot my pain out to show around. I kept it better hidden than anyone. I did.

funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story

But it's strange, when you've always been told something is true, like the moon will come back. You need proof. And while you wait, you feel the entire balance of your world just tipping. It's crazy. But when it's over, and it does come back, that's the best, because it's all you want, everything narrows to just that. It's this great rush, like for that one second everything's okay with the world again. It's amazing.

Just me and the future, finally together. Now there was a happy ending I could believe in.

Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm

Like it takes so little not only to change something, but to make you forget the way it once was, as well.

This was just one night, one chance to vary and see where it took me. The fireflies were probably already out: maybe it wasn’t just a season or a time but a whole world I’d forgotten. I’d never know until I stepped out into it. So I did.