she sat alone, fallen.

with nothing.
everything had been taken away from her.

and yet...
she was not empty.
she was not broken.

she started to get up onto her feet.

why do you still stand?

she began to smile.

how can you smile?

what could she tell him? he wouldn't understand.

no matter what happened to her, she would still stand, she would still smile.
she would never have nothing.

because someone had once made a promise to her.

and it was everything.

because to that promise clung hope.

and hope was all that she needed.


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because I sleep too much
or not enough

$2 worth

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.