She smiles
she loves
she fears
she hopes
she makes mistakes
she has new ideas
she discards some of them
she embraces some others
she wakes up early in the mornings
she contemplates her agenda.

Sometimes, she wishes she were someone else.

She aches
she cries
she gives up
she kisses
she fucks
she scolds
she loses her temper
she gets hungry
she prepares for tomorrow
she sleeps.

And she dreams of me
a dream she will never remember.