She wanted his attention. Badly, and not to mention, It’d been so long Without a song. An unwelcome suspension. It may have not been the best. His demeanor, very stressed. ‘Though it risky, She felt frisky. Her gamble survived the test.
It came crashing down and burst our bubble. The tower we built, now a pile of rubble. To avoid a fight, We’d be silent all night. Who knew it would cause so much trouble. -Celeste, the AIM studios Silence is Disastrous
Alone, she closed her eyes. Relief from clutter and lies. The imaginary expanse, Put her in a trance. Solitude. What a prize.
It was a move she had to make. It was time, for goodness sake. To detonate her desire, Would set her on fire. Who knew that’s all it would take.