Tuesday, 6 January 2015
// Handle With Care //
She's the girl who looks down when you stare at her for a little too long, and turns away if you catch her looking because her insecurities haunt her like demons. She's the girl whose hair gets a little knotted, and whose smile isn't always real because she is too used to putting up a mask. She's the girl who cries herself to sleep sometimes and cares a little too much about what you say when you don't realize it. But she's the same girl who laughs at all your jokes -- Funny or not; the one who will love you with every inch of flesh, soul, and cell inside her. She's the girl who will watch the stars at night with you, and ask how was your day when you come home and actually wants to listen to your answer. She's the kind of girl who you'll find asleep at 4AM with a book in her hand and with indie music playing, or the kind who leaves your hoodie smelling sweeter than before. She's the kind of girl who will give you and only you all of her heart; so please handle with care.