i must become a lion-hearted girl

[antepone]

a collection of drabbles.

severed connection I look around, but I can't find you If only I could see your face Instead of rushing towards the skyline I wish that I could just be brave	title LYRICS ONE LYRICS TWO LYRICS THREE LYRICS FOUR	title LYRICS ONE LYRICS TWO LYRICS THREE LYRICS FOUR
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it's where my heart was made.

[antepone]

At birth, he held her like the most precious thing. He could practically hold her in one hand, he was so big. Or maybe she was just that small. She was his treasure, his green eyes mirrored by hers.

At two, he soothed her when she cried. Curled up against his side, she felt as safe as anyone could. When she finished sobbing, her cheeks red and slick with tears, he kissed her forehead and called her “starlight.”

At five, she started to feel. And he started to drift away.

At eight, when she went to him, he had no words for her. She felt his distance, and it chilled her heart. She blamed herself.

At twelve, when her loneliness threatened to drown her, she closed herself off. Built herself armor of tarnished steel, shielded herself with the reminders of broken promises and burnt bridges.

At eighteen, she packed her bags and left, and he said nothing. The look in his eyes said enough. She had always been self-destructive in some ways, and she opened herself up to feel. The force of his hatred knocked her breathless.

She left, and looked back at nothing but her own memories.