I was unbroken, once.

Looking up at the sky, through crystal eyes. Skin cold, face up. She was always beautiful. Tight wringlets sparkled, as if capturing the sunset. Skin cold, face up. She was always so strong. Little white dress, it was always her favourite, she wore it on any occassion. Skin cold, face up. She needed you, like winter needed summer. Her once vibrant heart, now shards of bitter resentment. Skin cold, face up. Loving you got her nowhere.
She still loves you.