she looked,
only to find he wasn't there.
then she realized she didn't know who she was looking for.
it was like a mess of strings, all tangled up with kites dangling on the other end, and she did not know which one to pull, which kite would follow. she did not know which one she wanted to pull, which one she was supposed to.
she was afraid to pull the wrong one.
and she was afraid of what might happen if she pulled at all
she did not know who she was looking for.
all she knew was that she fell,
and he wasn't there to catch her.
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