it is beautiful out, the warm sun making your lovely, light brown eyes squint, bringing a warm smile across your otherwise pouty lips. your cotton skirt billowing in the breeze over your tender, delicate legs; legs that once intertwined with mine. but no longer. now you are free, and light, and gliding across the freshly cut grass, gentile clouds decorating the breezy blue sky behind you. your flowing, black hair becoming one with them. and you are free. and beautiful. and you glow like never before. and i'm happy for you. because as much as i loved you, and love you, and will continue to love you, and know that we, the us we once were, i know it caused friction and tension and negative energy. and something happened to the perfect it we once were. and a shadow cast over our lingering dust. and the smiles vanished, grew tired, exhausted themselves. but no longer, for you are free. free to dance under this brilliant sun; to close your eyes and feel its warmth caress your entire being. and you are not alone. for i think of you often. and i'm happy of where you are inside. because i love you.