She Was Beautiful in the Quiet Way that Lonely, Unnoticed People Are Beautiful to Those Who Notice Them

My hair as dark as I feel sometimes,
I walk around with my life in a locket.
My locket is all that I know.
All feelings and secrets I hold dear dangle from a single threaded necklace.
Each day I add something new,
something is taken away.
I'm constantly changing
I can't remember who I was yesterday
or if I was yesterday at all.
Living silently among the throngs
I desire the company of few.


Clutching my locket I retreat to my world
It's the only place I truly enjoy, for now.
Here I can just... Be.
This is where I open the locket
its contents spilling over and under my thoughts.
Memories, dreams, everything I have ever felt is here.
Laying by the stream inside me I want to bring him here,
Should I? He's seen it in part, but
what will he think of this place of my creation?
Un jour. Un jour, il verra.


As the locket halves close I drift away from my world
returning to the crowded place I was.
Opening my eyes I'm swinging again
The wind rushing around my ears,
My raven hair dancing around my head
My lips curve into a smile, on the inside.
I make a pendulum of myself
and I almost forget.
I almost forget I'm not comfortable here.
There's nothing except...


I cling to my necklace willing myself to drift again.
This locket,
It's shaped like a heart,
but mine doesn't look quite like this, I think.