Raindrops

*She left drops of her beauty everywhere.

She was the sort of girl who danced in the rain with a smile on her face, and cried wildly at the thought of the child on the street corner going hungry the next day.

She was the kind of girl whose finger prints tattooed their innocence into every heart they touched.

She was the girl no one could forget.

She was the girl whose radiance beamed like the sun and brightened even the darkest corner of creation. She was the girl who spoke to angels in her sleep and gave butterfly kisses with her eyes.

She intrigued every man, caught a glimpse into the soul of every person she passed on her way to the coffee shop each morning.

She had broken the hearts of hundreds of men without even knowing it- All they longed for was simply to be good enough. 

She was the girl who loved him, but not the way he wanted her to.

She was the girl who gave all her secrets away to a lover from her youth- for it was the only thing she had to give. And because of this she knew that time didn’t always heal, and that chocolate couldn’t always fix everything.

The pain of those she loved was often harder to watch than to bear her own.


She was still a sixteen year old lover at heart. 

She was the girl he would regert letting slip right through the holes between his trembling fingertips-

Like soft dusty sand a warm summer's breeze picked her up and carried her far away.

She was the girl she knew he needed, but simply counldn’t make him see.

She was beautiful.

She was a child of God.

She was brilliant.

She was grace.

She knew laughter was the only cure and peace was finding solitude in the midst of chaos.

She knew the burning face of the sun by heart, and the deep craters of the moon like the back of her hand.

And still, she knew she was everything he needed, so she scattered her memories throughout the shadows of his wandering life. Her face was around every corner he turned- in every beautiful girl he met, in every prayer he ever said, in every breath he ever breathed.

But he knew only time would tell.

*And she left drops of her beauty in the palms of his hands.