The Sleeping Willow

I don't know why I wrote this or where it came from... I just got bored and typed it up. ENJOY! :)


She waited...
Peering into the unknown Sarah knew that she sat alone. Their had been so many times in her life when she knew inevitably that her life was destined to be lived without color. She knew  the moment she reached her little hands to touch her mothers face.  She knew when she took her first ballet lesson poetically gliding across the dark floor. She even knew when she sat at prom watching all of the other girls dance gracefully around her.
Their dresses seemed to move and breathe with the life in the room. All around her she felt the joy and love people seemed to find comfort in on that night.
Her time to gaze into what could have been would also be short. She didn't realize just how short. Before she knew it the beautifully lit dance floor began to fade back into the darkness she sat in dreading. It would be so long before the lights would illuminate the room again. Bringing back all that she longed for and all that she dreaded. Until then she would sleep.. Longing for the life that was taken from her. Dreading the silence of all the people that would surround her never knowing that she was there.
She was there. Every moment of every day she waited. Waiting for nothing but the same picture of joy that she would never get to touch.