Blooming warrior

…and then,
she was simply gone.
The bluebells of her laughter returned back to nothingness,
without a word.
Not a tear was left,
just a tear.
Not a sigh was left,
just a lack of air.
Listening to people passing by,
looking at the clouds waving bye,
everything seemed
just like any other day.
Unchanged.
And yet.
All those hearts
so alive yesterday,
now
ruptured…

🖤