Her eyes

A beautiful Hazel, they always had a twinkle in them. They were always full of life.


Her hair,
A smooth dark chocolate, falls around her face into a bob. She had a long neck, and when I first met her I thought it looked a bit awkward, but I learned to love it. Staring at her now, I can’t believe I ever thought she was anything but beautiful.
She has nice skin.
It’s a soft, porcelain blanket draping over her bones, carefully tucking her in.

Her lips
Are a gorgeous shade between red and pink that matches her skin so perfectly.

She’s so petite…
It seems like if someone were to squeeze her, so could break…
And maybe she will…

I wish
I could relive that day, the worst day.

I’m now knocking on her coffin door, tears falling from my eyes, all because
I
Said


Goodnight
And she



Said







Goodbye





And I


Didn’t
Notice