Wednesday, November 4, 2009

isnt.

eyes shut tight,
hoping to escape the world.

listening to that happy song,
makes her smile.

the first thing she sees,
his face,
his jacket,
his eyes.

she smiles and laughs,
then remembers.

the song slows to the end,
and her frown reappears.

she has to face the world again,
and all that isnt hers.