is the place she comes to be…
Amongst paintings and sketches is only sweet release, the feeling of control
over her paper world.
Reality blends into the background of her fantasies,
indistinguishable in cross hatching and pastels.
This is the place she comes to pretend.
draws pictures of Amedeo, the one that she's waiting to meet –
she's sketching her own heartbreak with dull pencils and hands that hope.
and elegant and maybe not extraordinary,
but she knows every shade of gray with only one pencil.
She knows how to make them beautiful.
change in this place, amongst canvas and oil,
people learn to acknowledge their beauty and their faults,
when they look themselves in the eyes and see what she sees.
But they never leave, stuck in the confines of a two dimensional portrait.
They never want to.
i'm into art now, thanks to stephenie meyer and deviantart.