Wednesday 9 February 2011

through her lover's eyes.

she is only beautiful, when she sees herself through her lover's eyes.

without her lover, she can only be nothing.

for now, as she looks upon her staring figure in the glass, she cannot believe her beauty.

her lover was a liar.

but it could not be her lover's fault.

her lover must've been blinded.

yes, that was it.

she was only beautiful, when she saw herself through her lover's eyes.

now the lover is gone.

mirror broken.

confidence shattered, into small, glistening pieces.

deep, purple tears are useless, for there is no lover to see them.

to embrace them. kiss them. love them.

in the reflection of darkest bronze.

she was elegant, brave, seductive.

the person she wanted to be.

the girl her lover wanted.

through her lover's eyes.

but the lover left.

she is only beautiful, when she sees herself through a lover's eyes.

without a lover, she can only be nothing.

nothing.

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