Chaos

They say he's on her mind.
She's taken aback. Is he? She seldom catches herself thinking about him.
He says her smile is filled with pain,
she cringes. Is it? Is it that obvious?
She has shown him herself, now she wants to take it back.
But it might be too late.
She tries to run, but he stops her.
It's moving too fast, but he says let it go.
She is confused, is he still on her mind?
She tries not to think. And realizes so many of his things are still around.
Everything that has been a part of her life.
3 years is not a short period of time.
Barring her soul is not what she's used to.
But,
He's not hers. not completely.
hE does not own her anymore.
he is not supposed to be in this situation.
They are not supposed to know her p
She tries not to think.
She tires to smile with conviction.
She tires to convince herself she's ok. and it's almost working.
She listens to them laugh and talk and she feels better.
In a world of noise, she hides herself.
Allowing herself to drown in the din.
She feels safe.
A momentary respite.
From all the chaos the dark brings.
when she closes her eyes.
Hence she breaths her words, finding beauty in her letters, a safe harbor in her sentences.
She turns to the clock.
She sighs.
It's time.
To face her dreams.