She

She was laughing, the marks on her face added to the beauty of her smile. Her puffy cheeks couldn't distract you from noticing as her eyes twinkled when the air rippled across her long hair. There was a certain ambience she gave off. You could almost lose yourself in it. You could almost drown in it without even gasping for air.

But you wouldn’t notice the small glance she’d give over her shoulder, or the hint of worry that ran across her pretty face every time someone called her name. You couldn’t detect the obscured sadness as she looked up to you while you talked. You couldn’t see the thousands of secrets hidden in her eyes. They were well concealed, like a bunch of dark clouds beyond the horizon that will only come out at night. She hid the darker parts of herself, in her heart; under a sheet of beautiful white. You could almost fall in love with the darkness, but she’d never show it to you. Truth be told, she wasn't completely alive inside anymore. No, she's not dead. As long as she is able to laugh, as long as her beautiful smile can enchant you, she can't be dead. She’s confident. She knows her smile can bring all her lost happiness back. She’ll live on, she’ll overcome. She won’t let the world defeat her. She can almost see it. She's going to reincarnate herself, she’s going to live again. And this time, for eternity...