What once was..

There's nothing I fear more than the fragility of my little frame.

A little value in those eyes, a little worth in those hands, a little ponder in that heart.

Now a tattered entity, left aside.

A seeping contrast against the barren land, losing the very essence of what it once held.
What once was, now a story left untold, a little words left unsaid, a heart left unhealed...