"The image of a sprightly girl invaded his sight,
blonde hair flying and pink bandana tied around her wrist
as she ran through the swinging double doors,
late for practice again."



"Are your eyes still blue?
I still remember how they used to shine
Or did that change too?
After the day you said goodbye
You did what you had to do
If I saw you would I even know it's you?
Are your eyes still blue?"


The Battle