She craved a life deeper than the people around her. A small town with a bunch of crowded thoughts and a bunch of tiny people. She liked the views and the beautiful moments with the few beautiful people who mattered, but other than that- it was a drag. It was the way she viewed the world that made her love it so much, how every little moment mattered. I saw it in her eyes, how much more she saw in every person. Things they didn’t know existed. Things they didn’t recognize until they were with her. Spending endless moments together. I saw her, I knew what she wanted. A beautiful intimate life with a significance that made everything worth while.She had a way about her, a dream. I sat with her and I saw the love in her eyes. She was a dream and nobody saw the world how she viewed it. Through tired sad eyes but with so much beauty. She saw it how I hoped and prayed everyone could see it.
She would break trying to put it back together-
And she did.