cold wind in blonde hair,
dew like rain on light lashes,
a different kind of water
than the tears standing there.
i should have picked a better day,
one with sun,
warmth.
she is strong,
but water always wears down stone.
it rains,
she breaks.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 5:46 PM UTC
cold wind in blonde hair,
dew like rain on light lashes,
a different kind of water
than the tears standing there.
i should have picked a better day,
one with sun,
warmth.
she is strong,
but water always wears down stone.
it rains,
she breaks.
