her heart was always caged in delicate flowers, ivy green, straggling round, eternal. and honey, the sweetest droplets dripped in her smile, sun bathed fountains echoing-

mellilla, why don't you smile no more?

honey in her smile and honeysuckles in her white robe, brown curly ringlets dropping from her hair. sea-foam tears kept within her dainty eyes and the freckles, spread like a constellation, cosmos and meteor showers.

carissima, why did you stop looking at the stars?

they stopped appealing to me, just like you.

but the moon's too pretty to never see again and the sun itself, made for you.

note: hey, if you're ever feeling alone im always staring at the sky at 3am uk time zone. look up and just know you're not alone, somebody else is looking at the same sky. i love yall mwah