me and lizzie

inspired by an old friend. her name was eliza, she had shiny long blonde hair and fair sheen skin with a mole above her lip on the right side of her face. we spent 3rd grade together, singing on the playground, building sandcastles in the sandbox and sharing our deepest secrets with one another. summer came around and i stopped seeing eliza. when i returned to school the next fall, she was nowhere to be found, and no one remembered her. as i grew of age, i realized lizzie was a figment of my imagination.