Mia and Nix

A Month

Days turn to weeks

The weeks to a month

He's still second guessing

She stops eating at lunch

But for Mia, as time passed

She found her mind plagued

With thoughts of Nix

And how his green eyes gaze

Her walls are weakening

It's scared her to death

Because what if it's worse

Less than she expects

But while her mind whirs

Distracted with thoughts

His mind is collapsing

Unstable, distraught

He's falling back deep

Mind playing tricks

And during the night

He's no longer Nix