something in between
she fits perfectly
i’m whats left out of the mold
she’s so soft and delicate
i’m all rough ‘round the edges
she floats like the lightest feather
and i’m a dime, sinking down to the bottom of a fountain, after someone threw me away wishing for her
she’s perfectly shaped
i’m the spare bones
she’s an angel
i’m a witch
she’s the start
and she’s where it all ends
and i’m something in between.















