Somewhere

For this week's  3 Word Wednesday where the prompts are amicable, friolous and unrefined. Also for Sunday Scribblings 2 where the theme is 'Lost in her own thoughts'

I know not what happened. Last time we wandered along the shore she was skipping, running, jumping. The laughter we shared still rings in my ears. Usually she is frivolous, seeming never to have a serious thought in her head. And unrefined at times too, but those unexpected bursts are what make her endearing, funny, even more amicable. Today the beach is the same, the sea is the same. Only she is different.

She sits and stares 

unfocused eyes swimming to the horizon 

gazing into infinity

No sign of tears 
her expressionless face an empty canvas 
a sea of pallor 

I look into her eyes 

I see nothing but a swirling mist of grey 

that sparkle gone 

I try to ask her why 

a cloud of despair envelopes her 

she hears me not 

But I will wait 

I’ll stay by her side for as long as it takes 

for her to return 

But for now 

she inhabits a sorrowful place of her own 

Somewhere 

I know not where 

Picture by  BLOoDyPaRaDiZe at deviantART