To Him
She was a dawn, a beautiful, colorful, promising dawn - but you've never seen one, because you like to sleep late. She was a tiny apartment on the top of a building, filled with crazy little cute things and windows from top to bottom so that the sun could get in - but you've always walked with your head down, looking at your feet while rushing to your big house in the suburbs, never once looking up. She was the rain; a fresh, unpredictable, cold, pleasant and dreamy rain - the rain you've always run from, hiding under your black umbrella, hoping not to get wet. She was the train, filled with people, sometimes noisy, sometimes quiet, always on the move and to the destination - but you never noticed for you never take trains. She was the right turn when you made the left. She was the sea, filled with wild life that floated and grew inside of her, in the depth she was at her most beautiful and the waves and ebb tides were her way of expression - too bad you never learned how to swim. She was every flower you never picked. She was every movie you never watched. She was every thought you never cared to have. She was an opportunity you never learned to take. She was the love you will never have.
by Mischief_Managed :)
