Publisher's Synopsis
Sticks and stones
might bruise my bones,
but these rules are guaranteed to break me.
"The stars incline us, they do not bind us."
The words hold so much weight, and importance,
They're stained on my skin. Just like she is. The ink may not be visible,
But the binds are indisputable,
Pulling me back to her like a rough tide.
Impossible to leave. However, time has proven,
freewill or not, it will take more than bending the rules to be with her,
it will require breaking them.
