bits and pieces

her fingers stopped typing suddenly.

she was staring into blank space

or was it blank after all?

wondering.

worrying.

mesmerized.

possessed,

realization hit her.

she was that pink elephant in the room

goes carefully unnoticed!

oh!she had been looking for the pink elephant, herself.

if only she had glanced at the mirror- but now,

her computer screen had done the deed

alone, by herself, clueless and lost

terrified she was, but excited too.

methodical responses she gave to questions volleyed at her,

a trance she found herself in or maybe her living had become the trance now.

tried to drink her woes away, aware they weren't abandoning her anytime soon-

knew now didn't she?

it was overwhelming;

wasn't it?

to know &

possess a certain knowledge of being unloved...unloved amidst

oh!she didn't know what to call it-

unconditional love or obligation?

hungry for so much... but the 'much' she didn't know was what-

broken sentences from broken thoughts

broken hearts eventually formed a whole, yet,

broken thoughts never completed themselves.

she knew what had to be done.

she was going to ...