“Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?”
call my name
i. ii. iii.
mira | fourteen | personal


The stars, the moon,
they have all been blown out.
You left me in the dark.
No dawn, no day, 
I’m always in this twilight,
in the shadow of your heart.

In the dark,
I can hear your heartbeat,
I tried to find the sound.
but then it stopped,
and I was in the darkness,
so darkness I became.