she is a warm breeze on a soft day, she is long lashes on wet cheeks, whispers of comfort on a stormy night. she is sing song voices and the indigo clouds that surround your universe. she is a distinct shudder in an ocean of motionless, do not blink for you will miss her. she is the soft rhythm of the rain on the rooftop on a warm night, she is broken promises and sewn up relationships, stitched on false hope and resentment. she is sealed in a jar and placed on a shelf that you can't reach because you do not deserve her.
oh, she is beautiful
and you can't have her.
