She never had a lot of hope. Things don't 'just work out', people don't just 'get along' easily, everything takes hard work and effort.
For her.
But back then, she'd tried to believe things would change. Her 'friends' would come back together. Someone would come to save her. Now, she's given up on those girls - she tells herself - and on those naive thoughts.
But she still doesn't want to give up on everything, if she can be here talking about stars and wishes.
"I want to show you the stars sometime." Nothing about wishes. Just getting closer to something that's still beautiful.
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For her.
But back then, she'd tried to believe things would change. Her 'friends' would come back together. Someone would come to save her. Now, she's given up on those girls - she tells herself - and on those naive thoughts.
But she still doesn't want to give up on everything, if she can be here talking about stars and wishes.
"I want to show you the stars sometime." Nothing about wishes. Just getting closer to something that's still beautiful.