her heart felt as if it was bursting
but not with pain
but with joy.
her cheeks were burning to raise
and create those crinkles on the sides of her eyes.
the world might be burning down
but at least someone loved her.
Alice had found the Mad Hatter
and they would skip hand in hand.
the flowers had put away their snide comments,
the Caterpillar was sharing his smoke
and everyone was feeling a type of cloud bliss.
Alice had even made up with the Queen of Hearts,
she only needed love as well.
someone to hold and to care for.
Chicken Little might have been right
and the sky might still be falling
but at least there was immeasurable joy
that had found a spot inside the house of her heart,
she could do this.