She sat and she thought of all the ordinary things that he had turned into something beautiful. He could take the sound of rain and turn it into a symphony. He could change tear drops into stars. He could tell startling stories of how inanimate objects fell in love and broke apart. But most importantly he told a silent tale of how he made an ordinary girl fall for him and his words without even realizing it. The more she thought the faster her heart would beat. The deeper the pit in her stomach would become. She craved and craved yet she couldn't take back those words she said long ago. Now she's lost in her thoughts. She's lost in wondering how the reflection in the mirror is what she has become.
/k.p./
