(based from Daisy Buchanan from The Great Gatsby, possibly post-book. Spoilers possibly ahead)
her hair is as dark as dusk
and as the secrets that she hides
her face is as radiant as the sun
and as her smile and dreams
that all came true
she sits on her couch and rings her bell
tom is on the phone again
is there another one again?
should i hit her with a car again?
he said things will be different
and she believed it because
she did love him
just like she loves jay
just like she loves pammy
just like she loves her yellow dress
but then who was she to know
the real value of love
when she’s always had it all
and still wanting, wanting more
like a cup that may be filled
but will never be enough
Airah Writes 