the first time i approached her, it was late december, snowflakes settling into the palm of my hand,
she had been staring into her hands as they began to turn blue with the bitter cold.
yet she did nothing to warm them.
"hey," was what i had said, and she looked at me with her bright eyes, a warm smile enveloping her face,
"hey," she repeated, her breath was airy and she shoved her hands into her pockets.
why warm them, now? was all i thought.
"i've seen you around," was what she told me, and i simply nodded,
being in her presence left me out of breath.
the way she carried herself, the air around her,
it radiated warmth, safety and comfort.
however, i'd seen her do everything and anything that had shown anything but those,
from breaking to pieces to slowly burning herself over poisonous thoughts.
i'd do anything to make everything alright for her,
but i did not know how to show her that. not yet, at least.
"i know," was what i had replied after a while, she began to smile softly in return,
it was something i hadn't seen in a while, and i did not remember missing it so greatly.
"you live by me, don't you?" she had asked, her mouth quirking up into a nostalgic grin,
maybe i read it wrong, maybe i interpreted too deep, maybe i was being too hopeful,
maybe she would have remembered me, but alas, she didn't. i didn't expect her to.
"yeah, just right down the street," i answered, watching her,
her eyes were like gold paint dripping from rusting metal, glinting and melting.
just like my ability to talk to her.
maybe it was just something i harboured for her, or maybe i was digging too deep.
late december meant everything to me, yet nothing to her.
it was when her world collided with mine, yet she didn't notice.
maybe it was because i did not matter as much as she mattered to me,
i thought my defenses were strong,
yet there she was, a tear in my armour.
- gold paint dripping from rust
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growing wings | Completed
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