She must have looked broken.
Sitting alone with her hands to her head.
She had been trying to make sense of the feelings inside of herself when her hopes started to fall.
Plucked from their place in her skies, left to plummet to the ground.
And she tried to catch them as they fell.
She’d tried to capture them within her eyes so that she would still be able to see them.
But they only filled her eyes with tears.
Flooding her vision with heavy tears that wanted to break free and continue falling.
But she refused to let her hope fall any further than it already had.
So she covered her eyes with her hands.
Pressing tightly against her face to keep hope from running away.