Her mind an unending hymn of broken melodies and beating hearts
The curve of her smile fades , always , breaking , down
Tell me, tell her, tell her who she is?
Will she ever find a love so sweet yet so comfortably cold?
His laugh. She laughs, for once in a moment she is happier, better, but not wiser
It dissolves that false sense of excitement and true immense admiration
Realization sets in, reality hits, reality hits home hard
Breathe, inhale, exhale . the unwanting air fills her beating heart and torn up veins
Friends, that’s good but her heart knows more and wants more and can’t have more
Cold touches the fingertips on her keyboard as she once again types her worries away