The stars lit up the darkness gracefully, and she was feeling the soft wind against her cheeks trying to turn every inimical thought into blossomy ones. Somehow being under the night skies was her escape. Just sitting alone looking up studying how the skies moved slowly. It reminded her that everything in this world has its time and then it just…fades. Suddenly her chest tightened , she was in a grip of the past just from that thought. Trying to accept that what has changed will never go back to how it was.















