what is true

She layed her head down on the white sheets.

Her sheets weren't just white, but cotton.

A type that would make you realize she was about notebooks

The color purple is what she focused on.

She collected lavendar colored flowers 

they sat in a vase next to her bed

a mason jar is what was half filled with water

twine the color of sand made a half sad bow

golden hour always snuck its way through the white tool curtains.

her body looked like roses

you see. You are imagining a person. Not a character that I made up, but instead someone in your life that most closely resignates with this particular character.

-art