Chapter 2 is different now too
I miss the way it is when it’s just us
and we can strip away the armour we wear to face the day
and curl into one another
and you’re all the armour I need
(or maybe why I need it)
Item(s) or appearance in contravention of the dress code.
The light seems to dance across her hair, turning it rich and deep and almost fuchsia. He catches her eye, pushes his hair back oh-so-casually to reveal the glint of metal in his ear.
I don’t even know if anyone’s really interested in these guys any more, but it’s what I like writing best, so.
Yaay for HS!AUs.
I’m so sorry though. I abandoned angst - I mean, it’ll reappear at some point I’m sure, as a manifestation of teenage drama - but I tried for humour.
It may be that the stars of heaven appear fair and pure simply because they are so far away from us, and we know nothing of their private life.
- Heinrich Heine.
But sometimes the order of the universe shifts - ever so slightly - and stars fall.
mem-o-ry. noun, plural -ries.
5. a mental impression retained; a recollection.
[This one really needs you to look at the lyrics, if you don’t already know them. They are perfect, and beautiful, and so utterly right for the situation. If it wouldn’t have been annoying, I’d have put them all at the beginning.]
I promise you won’t feel a thing
‘Cause everything the world could throw
I’ll stand in front, I’ll take the blow, for you
I’m sick of looking for those heroes in the sky
To teach us how to fly