ragged doll

Got this idea from the story bout the tin soldier

Starlight. Forbidden kisses at night. .I grasp hope and look into your eyes. I cant deny what i feel inside. Like a shadow we are here.but we are not really here.

Im watching with eyes.You let are time pass quickly by. It hurts much more than it did to fly. Falling down with no angel around. Without you there is a world with no sound. The colours and reflections are distorted somehow.
The ragged doll on the top shelf. Has love to give, but wondering herself.

is she boring?is this the end of the story. Does she change to fit peoples ways.A china doll who is perfect and always on parade. She is there,right there beside. Do they notice , the tin soldier ego filled guys.

Im turning into a ghost. Only in the background.