She takes a deep breath, her lungs expand, the bones shift under her skin and she smiles. Her head rests against his shoulder and she shifts her weight. Small white flowers spot the ground, a reflection of the stars in the sky. Lightning bugs swirl against the flowers, the stars. The time is lost and the moon is a thin slice of light in the dark sky, slowly shifting through the sky.
He hears his heart beat but can only feel the blood rushing through her veins. He bites his lip, knowing she'll become angry if anything is mentioned. All he can do is watch, as the weight of her world pushes her down. She lists what makes her feel beautiful, good about herself and soon she's drifting to sleep. He rested his eyes as she listened to her. Her beautiful voice. He finds himself giggling at her. She's ridiculous, so flawed, so perfect though.
He'll do anything for her. She whispers of her time left and tears stream down her silver face, dim- hardly visible with the thin moonlight in the sky. Her