She looks so happy, so beautiful and young.
She's the me before the heartbreak, before the damage that cannot be undone.
Before the knowledge of the world and of love.
Before the gasping, tearing, teaching of the sun.
She is kept in beauty. She is kept in memory. Braces and heartache small in comparison.
Her smile is sweet, her lips unbruised. She is a child, smiling up from the pages of pictures singing the sweet lilting youth of a country song.
But she is forever undone.
She's the me before the heartbreak, before the damage that cannot be undone.
Before the knowledge of the world and of love.
Before the gasping, tearing, teaching of the sun.
She is kept in beauty. She is kept in memory. Braces and heartache small in comparison.
Her smile is sweet, her lips unbruised. She is a child, smiling up from the pages of pictures singing the sweet lilting youth of a country song.
But she is forever undone.
