The girl staring back at me has golden hair

Her eyes match the sky peaking out behind her shoulder

Gentle, but strong as it holds her petite frame

The girl staring back at me has a welcoming smile

It shines across her freckled, sloped nose

and her rose colored lips

The girl staring back at me has soft, buttery skin

Its dark complexion radiates in the sunlight

Captivating and glimmering warmth

The phone dies—a reflective abyss.

The girl staring back at me is sad

It is present in her flaked lips as they sink towards the ground

Along with her heavy eyes and their shadows lurking just beneath

Her skin is rough

Her teeth jagged

She reaches for a charger