This is the start of my life, she thought
this is the love I’ve been waiting for
He arrived quietly, unexpectedly
She held back, he pulled her in
She built walls, he tore them down
She was full of impossibilities
He promised possibilities
And promised, promised more
Until she believed.
She truly believed.
Each love that came.
But every time they came
they also left
They left with another piece
Until there was nothing
But light traces of dusty wreckage
echoes of past promises
circling inside of her
*Night time randoms.