Autopilot

Laughing in the distance,

A tear drips down my eye

Drip, drop, drip

Her twinkling smile flashes before my eyes,

As someone turns and says

‘Laughter is the best medicine’.

I can’t bare to hear this line.

To avoid her smile in my eyes,

Her laughter in my ears, and the drip, drop of my tears.

I fill my diary to the brim.

Ten minutes for lunch there,

A spin class here,

A coffee there,

A dinner there,

A run there,

As the daylight ends, and the moon sets in,

I dream of ways to avoid my bed.

My head whirls and spins,

My heart aches and my body cries.

A girl on autopilot arrives the next morning,

With the same smile and laugh she had coined the day before.

A girl who has loved and lost,

Is alone in her mind and lost in her heart.

Autopilot can’t stay on forever, she’ll return.

- Words by Kirsty Taylor and Photography by Cecilia Volpi.