by MagicGirl_Helia » Sat Mar 10, 2012 2:01 pm
Alec glared at him and looked at allie. He smiled softly. "I love you..." he said sadly, then turned and walked away.
Allie watched him walk away, what he said running through her head. She got on her bike and put her helment on, fighting back tears. Allie looked at her phone, then looked at dakota and shook her head.
"And wouldn't it be nice to live together,
In the kind of world where we belong..."
They were never scared
of the kids who might die,
or the empty spaces
they would leave behind.
"They were afraid of us
The ones who lived."
"It is the fire.
The spark.
Black is the color of memory.
It is our color.
The only one they'll use
to tell our story."
“I used to dream
about turning back time,
about reclaiming
the things I'd lost
and the person I used to be.
But not anymore.”