lydia

he saw the love in her, unexpressed longing, in those little tight lines of her mouth. unhappy unrequited love was she.

her eyes were of the deepest and the darkest blue he has ever seen. the sky's reflection on the deep dark water.

she was a brave one, this girl. she fought herself everyday, wrapping her life in colored ribbons, little purses, pretty dresses, trying to run away from the sadness in her, the bitter sour tightness in her chest.

she was losing everyday to herself, making her loses look like winning but she knew, she always knew that one day the sadness will take over and crash her.