She sighs. It wasn't what she thought it would be.
If only he could fulfill what she really wishes.
She sighs again. Her radiance burns through her eyelids, she hates it.
She sighs again.
If only she could tell everyone and everything what she wants and what she sees and how it truly affects her.
How the sunset is not only just the sun going down, but it is the ending of another day, that nothing has happened.
Please, please, please, please, just be smart for once, please.
She feels like crying.
But why can't she tell him?
Someday she will, though, but will her heart be shattered like glass?
Only time can tell.
Why does this horrible world her enemies came up with delight her so?
"When?" Is her only question.
Yes, when exactly will this invisible love flutter?
She sighs.