He dozes off and I take a deep breath, not tired and realizing I should be sleeping in the afternoon. Closing my eyes, I decide I should try, and sigh.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I wake to a kiss on the forehead and flash a smile, "Is it night?" I ask, sitting up. My eyes turn red in a way of telling me it is, my hair turning midnight black and my skin turning even more and my lips turning deep red, "I guess it is," I stand, stretching.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smile back at him, resting a hand on my hip, "You should go back to sleep. I'm getting up like this all the time, now. I can't be in the sun or I turn to ashes."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I flash a smile and flop on my stomach, looking up at her, "If you have to be up, I want to. I can get a night job instead of a day one so we could be on the same schedule."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside