What has she not done enough?
They risked the plunge and layed those darts. Thus, why doesn't he paint some colours in the language of love.
Pardon her candor of words spoken. They slash hard. In them, she finds herself seek ing a pinch of solace.
He will never know, never will he conceive what suffocates her inside.
They've never taken the time to read what's in store for them. And they can never comprehend.
Dugged a crack and to hold in this given place. In there, she perceives those unkept affirmations with her naked eyes.