Red was out in the garden. She sat in the centre of all of the flowers, on her chest with her feet swinging and sticking up in the air. She hummed softly to herself before looking back at her sister wh sat quietly, absorbed in her books.
Maia felt eyes on her and she lifted her eyes from her book. Red still sat motionless. She looked so little in her eyes but Red denied it.
'I know the scariest part is letting go, because love is a ghost you can't control. I promise the truth can't hurt us now, so let the words flow out of your mouth" -The Words, Christina Perri
5000th post 8/3/13