she was the world summed up in minutes and gumdrops and

heartbreak, absolute heartbreak,

one day he'd fallen out of the sky and into her arms

the perfect one, the only one, two, she couldn't count

but she could see

and what she saw, the bluest blue in the whole wide world,

old, new, used, she couldn't tell,

but he stood there, brilliant and bold upon the background of just-so-blue and

it broke her heart to see him go,

fly away, paper man,

storybook boy,

prince of a kingdom long since gone, long since

fallen to the bottom of the sea,

drowned down with the faucet on,

running hotter than blazing then

cold,

had he ever been so

cold?

could he ever be

to her?