Her sun rises and sets quickly like in the cold seasons in a Scandinavian.
Her smile as straight as a ruler gets crooked in the mid as it gets broken.
The smoothness of her face turns to wrinkle as she wipes away the tears that flood her eyes.
She drenches her pillow with that as she wakes with puffy bags.
Nothing leads to the right path as she gets deceived by the poor signal.
Her hopes are lost and no traces of them been found.
Feelings buried deep in the ground with just her beautiful being blossoming.
Her arms widely opened to many but left with a memories full of deceit, pain and broken as they leave .
Her sores are more and her healing takes forever as she is left with less beautiful memories.
As the days pass,she wails with pain to see the best day which never seems to be near.