Her lips tasted
of frosted
starlight
crystal eyes
fixed on mine
she could
wish upon
a falling star
and I'd never stop
loving her

This isn't me
Days
Months
Year's
Pass on
But can't move on from the past
It hurts when no one notices the real me
Missing the real me

Being in a place where no one knows you
Standing in the middle of nowhere
Believing in yourself
Is the power of you

From you I only ask for two things.
To be the first to touch your heart and the last to hold it.

She jumped out of bed sweat on her head. All around her, her hair falling away. Her daughter walks through the door to say “goodbye.”

That morning she awoke. It was just a dream.

Five months later she stepped into her hairless daughter’s room to say goodbye… One last time.