A new chapter is now closed for her. She had worked so hard toward this, yet something doesn't feel right. It is all worth it and she has always dreamed about this. Had long conversations about it and thought about it until the stars whispered among themselves about it dreaming with her. She has done this and according to others she should feel pride. In her there should be pride that blind the darkest nights, but still something doesn't shine bright. At night when she looks outside she sees her own reflection in the dead of night. Seeing the drops of water falling from the sky, sliding hard down her cheeks. She feels no honour. Something is wrong with her and blocking her. When fog is present, it's hard to see what's on the other side. The stars sometimes whisper that it is because the angel is not here with her but somewhere else. Everything she has accomplished, everyone is joyful except herself. Because the person for whom she tries her best every day is not right next to her. So many stars around her, yet she feels so alone. That's why the moon brushes her cheeks every night. It's so big and striking, everyone looking at, mesmerised for a moment, but quickly forgotten. Because everyone distracted by the little stars. She closed a new chapter with a sad smile and hot tears. Pride is what she should feel, but to her it's just a reminder of what's not right.

Her guide is gone and she is desperately still searching, therefore it will affect what will be written.