i am a ladybug you are a garden i am so tiny and you are so very beautiful we are incomparable yet when i think of you it is as if wildflowers bloom in my stomach grow alongside my skeleton entwining my nervous system with buds of spring days
the dullness of her hair the lack of sparkles in her eyes she stands in shadows as her brilliant and beautiful friends are mistaken for the sun and her, but a glimmer behind their radiance