Nihilist

She steps into the restaurant with more grace

Than the marble pillars outlined with gold

Her infamous smile large and content

Her face beaming full of excitement

Brighter than the diamond chandeliers above

I could almost ȧssure that those gems

Were reflected in her pupils

As she walked over the dark blue carpet

Patterned with an inky black

Closer to me with a bag in hand

Glittered and sparkled

That held a gift I had told her to return

When we spoke again

I could only wish that

My dress was as bright as hers

Calling to the storms of snow

It wasn't anything compared to what she had

What she was

A great pearl to the seas

A great wall of ice

Had formed as a barrier

To block her waves

From drowning my shimmering flakes

We had been absent from each other

For so long

But we never had come to believe

That we are the same

Sisters

For the snow, the ice, and the water

Are all one

In different states

Of time