Her face was a storm.
She was frost,
Winter winds,
Shivering lips
Even when she smiled -
Especially then.
It was a storm smile -
The kind of smile that said "I can't stay strong."
It was a thunder and lightning smile -
Here
For a moment
And
Then
G o n e
I could tell from her eyes she was either broken or breaking.
I didn't know wich was worse.
