T H E F A L L

Today he was coming back.

He was finally getting out of jail. He had been there for a year. And even tho I barely talk to him, but jail must have been hard.

I look in the mirror. It was early morning. The sun was still sleeping, the bird was not yet singing.

But to me, it was early morning.

It was freezing, I took a cold shower to try to cool me down. now it was freezing

cold from memory.

Memory of him.

This last year I spent time fixing my self. I redo my hair.

It's now blond and longer.

I wear contact.

Brilliant blue eyes remind you of the storm.

I redo my body.

A little diet would not kill anyone.

And I thought I would never run.

Would never look good.

Now I look good, it was all because of him.

I became beautiful because of Him.

I became beautiful for him.

My life circle around his universe.

I even wore a dress today.

And I hate skirt and dresses.

But anything for him.

I would die for Ecstasy.