And as she said
she would fade away,
she was actually
already gone.Not a word
could tear her back,
because she lived
between the lines.And as the christmas lights
got brighter,
her sparkling eyes
turned completely
empty.Nothing could
hold her back
from fading
this time.
YOU ARE READING
Wondering
PoetryThis may be burning, crashing or hurting. But these are my words. This is me.