Prelude.
you can see it, behind her eyes.
that's what betrays her.
they reflect the sky above
but every sunny day has its storms.
there's something in those eyes.
a crack.
a sliver of a splinter.
but it's there.
and behind them hides all the broken words threatening to spill out.
threatening to consume and destroy.
but you'll never see.
until you look behind.
they're like stained glass.
and every window has a crack.
what hides behind the window.
those iridescent eyes betrayed her.
her smile was right.
her hands didn't shake.
but her eyes.
those could not lie.