'tick. tock. the clock goes.'
'tick. tock. primrose.'
'tick tock. decompose.'
'tick tock. i suppose.'
standing there, i was. alone, waiting for a chance. a chance to prove myself to them. time is quite, hm, dull. i have nothing to do. nowhere to be. no one to look forward to. i had to wait. while waiting for my chance, i thought. hm, what have i lost.
suddenly tears started to flow, i was shaking, crying, aching. i remembered her, the only person who cared about me. was she a part of the stars now? did i betray her? i lied down, or so i thought, in the bare nothingness. i was trembling, because they were resembling. the stars reminded me of her. she was the breaking point.