Part II
listening to: Fix You - Coldplay
She stands at the window, switching her gaze from the busy life outside to her own reflection. A nauseating tumult arises in her stomach every time she glances at her pale face. After years of silent battle, she has finally transformed into the very disease that plagues her body. Her eyes faintly whisper of the struggles while her tears call out for sympathy but it’s her smile that does it. To everyone, it represents the epitome of strength and will power. To her, it’s nothing more than a cue. For the curtains to fall and conceal everything they possibly can.
She stands at the window, switching her gaze from the busy life outside to her own reflection. A nauseating tumult arises in her stomach every time she glances at her pale face. After years of silent battle, she has finally transformed into the very disease that plagues her body. Her eyes faintly whisper of the struggles while her tears call out for sympathy but it’s her smile that does it. To everyone, it represents the epitome of strength and will power. To her, it’s nothing more than a cue. For the curtains to fall and conceal everything they possibly can.
