And ever so slowly, she sits up, giving herself another chance. She realizes that nobody can make it better. She has to make it better for herself.

He always kept a handful of stars in his pockets and rays of sunshine in his smile, ahurricane in his eyes and whole galaxies in his mind. And now when I close my eyes, my mind roams and enters the cave where our memories still resided. There's so much I wish I could tell you, but most of all I wonder how you could do this to us. I'm yet again stuck in this darkness that seems to never end.

She cares about fall’s magnificence in the rainThe dipping raindrops' dance assigning thence Indicated rhyme that eases her refrainBefore they met - her paces commence.