around noon a little bitty thing was getting ready to go out and enjoy the day, and a glittery golden charm of the italian persuasion was looking forward to it too, as it did, everyday since it and the pretty young thing had met. There was spinning and magic, perfume and curl, loud music and laughter. When suddenly crazy beautiful slips off pretty young's pretty little neck and loses its way. Sometime later crazy beautiful is lost and glimmers in sunshine that is unaquainted with the neck and begins to feel nervous, a little more nervous, petrified, terrified. Pretty young circles and toils, begins to feel anxious and then upset, so upset that she is indifferent. And as she is spilling her anxiety to a one, friendly coffee goer, gabe, she realized just who she is talking to. And suddenly things don't seem so bad. Then pretty young turns to small and simple and says "You have to lose everything you love at some point or another i suppose" and with sigh embraces the moment that is this afternoon, sans glittery beautiful. Ho hum. Some time later, round firm is taking rest in an oh so familiar room, when glittering across the floor smiles crazy beautiful glittery necklace right back at her, and she lets out a yelp that sounds more like a sigh of releif. And somehow i feel rewarded for not freaking out about it. Also im glad i didnt cry in front of gabe.
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