ph by dev
waiting for you, my heart a stone. smelling like metal, my skin is―probably my bones has just turned into steel.
signs of darkness coming with fleeting memories of past failures. now i'm lying here alone, staring at the empty side of the bed. tonight i shall dream and be among the stars of Cassiopeia. tonight i shall dream and touch the zenith of the eastern sky.
tonight i shall delude myself, just like before.
(text inspired by the dark romance between catherine earnshaw and heathcliff in wuthering heights)
