Nighttime's crystal embrace is shattered by loneliness. The
silence becomes shattered by a heartbeat alone, by thoughts
echoing into the expanse of forever.
Why is it that two hearts beat more softly than one? Why is
it that the peaceful beauty of the nighttime is quieter and
more perfect with two to experience it than one?
Is this the curse of letting someone into your heart? That
they have to be there or the nighttime beauty shatters?