inspired by lucy in the sky with diamonds : : the beatles

there's a girl who's mother died a while ago. she sits on the roof of her house every morning at 5.

she imagines the feeling of her mother's warm kisses upon her cheek and the warm hugs from her best friend as if he hadn't seen her in a week. 

she used to love the taste of grape lollipops-- the ones with the bubblegum in the center that would lose their flavor within the span of a few chews. 

she likes to jot down cliches in her notebook when she sits upon the roof. especially after it rains and she can feel the cool water leftover soak through her jeans. she imagined leaning forward into the wind, being able to fly, the breeze carrying her upon its back, just like her father used to when she was little enough. 

she swung her legs off of the side of the roof over the gutter and leaned forward until she collided with the crisp wind and it blew her hair around her face. things like the wind carried her above the cityscape, allowing her to see cars and people that seemed as small as the feelings she'd had for that boy last month. he didn't matter now. 

she faded away into the wind, as if she'd never been there, had never happened. she hoped to forget her mother, her father, and her best friend.

and that boy, the one that was her best friend, stood below, watching from not too far away as he called out to her, but only caught a glimpse of her fading away into small particles that gleamed like diamonds and faded away into the sky with the twinkling stars. 

her name was lucy. lucy in the sky with diamonds.