she was waiting for her new life to come.

Everyday was the same,

even the sunrise felt lame.

She had one close friend who'd speak to her almost every day,

they talked about books, Tulips and the fae.

They had a nice time for a long time,

but she got tired as things weren't sublime.

She was bored and despite feeling loved, 

she always looked above..

Until she could no longer talk to her only friend,

leaving him alone, scared and saddened.

She was able to leave as she wanted to,

but it was life she escaped not anyplace physical and new...