ENCHANTED HELLO

It seems only like yesterday that she held you in her arms,...
To awaken in the day encumbered by blue and black day dreams.
Sifting endlessly from Monday to Tuesday,...longing for Friday as a consolation.
"Just to realize you're alone."
Rainy days camouflage her tears, they become one, she becomes transparent.
The cold dark stinging days of Winter play a eulogy, upon the tapestry of her broken
Heart...
It will be "these" days, her memory as a double edge sword.
Afflicting her. Enchanting her.
Like a treasure from the "archives," you appears for a twinklin' of an eye and should
She "blink,"...a harsh bitter reality.