Brenda's p.o.v

Dawn has crawled out of her secret hiding place,

but I am still trapped in this palace of ghosts and

echoes. After all this time, heaven will still not

heal itself. My eyes never seem to look pass

your empty chair and unworn attire. If I could,

I would retire to my deathbed early just in

order to be with you. As for right now,

you are stuck inside my mind. Your spirit

floats around me like the wind.