Love and care never disappears.

And there's that heart by his name that never truly fades away...

I keep having to remind myself he cares, because I forget.

These pockets; they hold secrets, you see. Because nobody knows the story.

All I really want is trust.

Narnia.

Surrounded by nothing but darkness
And silence.
Blinded as to where I'm going.
Narnia, I call it.
Covered in ice
This lovely Winter night.
I sit here and swing,
Alone in the dark.
I cannot feel the cold at all,
But I can hear it
Rushing past my ears
And brushing through my hair
As I go higher and higher.
I want to fly high enough
To leave.
I'll become part
Of the night sky...
Another bright star
For gazers to stare at
In awe.

Whispers all around.
No one is there;
I'm alone.
Stalked by the sound of
Venomous voices.
Although I cannot interpret
The words they speak of me,
Their whispers still string
Straight to my soul.
My legs won't carry me away fast enough
To escape the whispered words
Being whipped at me with full force.
With each slice,
My body and mind
Breaks down a little bit more.
Diminished and crumpled
Uncomfortable on the ground,
I must let failure have me.

As long as you hold on tight,
You won't be carried away by the
Rough winds...
Until you harshly
Are ripped away.
Nothing to grip onto.
You have no choice
But to let the tornado
Destroy you to pieces.