Something/one new to love

blinks her golden-hazel eyes,
thinking about his, full of blue sky and triumph. She is constantly
drinking dreams of fairy tale lovers and
pink cotton candy-stained lips. She
sinks into a gritty pit of lost and broken
links, links that hold nothing and connect no one,
links that dangle on the
brink of tomorrow but with nowhere to go. For now, she can only glide across an icy
rink of sparkly diamond hearts and tears, waiting for him to
wink his blue sky eyes at her.


RLS said...

I miss you.

PixiePirate said...

and i, you.

[daily and desperately]