3 years ago
She’s the kind of girl with flowers in her hair and a storm in her eyes. She won’t say much when you first meet but one day you’ll find her on the rooftop, sitting alone with her feet dangling from the building; observing, feeling. And you’ll go and sit with her and ask her if she’s fine. She’ll tell you she is. And she will be. That’s when you’ll realise you haven’t seen a girl like her before. And you’ll ache to know her story. To know how she is whatever it is that she is. But she won’t let you in easy and you’ll get hooked on her. She’s the kind of girl you read about in books. The kind of girl who breaks hearts and smokes cigarettes and writes poetry and makes you fall in love with her. She’ll have a hurricane inside of her and she’ll sing melodies instead of words. Look out for this kind of girl. And protect yourself if you ever find her, because she’ll break your heart in the end and you won’t find comfort in vodka bottles and other girls after her.
