Fallen

The young girl smiled so softly, laughing lightly, and talking with friends.

Little did they know the hurt she was feeling.

The loss was still fresh in her mind, of what could have been if she were there in time.

Despite the smile she wore on her face, she was nothing more than an empty space.

She dwelled in the past, praying her feelings would not last.

Her hopes and fears would not go away.

She could feel herself going astray.

She stopped smiling.

She stopped laughing.

There was no talking with friends anymore.

The young girl faded, having fallen to the floor.

She fell from a great height, one that was at its highest.

All the way to its lowest.