🍀🤎She's weird...
A mixture of fears, uncertainties and sweetness. Ironic not to hear her thoughts.
She teases and laughs at herself and her flaws,
her scars, her shortcomings.
She knows she's nothing special even if someone tells her so.
She's not beautiful and she's not sexy.
She's the one who falls off her heels.
That she trips over her skirt as she undresses.
That if she cries she forgets she has mascara on and she runs her hand over her eyes.
She is the one she eats with her hands,
that gets covered in ice cream,
that if they invite her to lunch she loves simple things.
She is the one from the winter sea.
She is the one with crooked smiles,
to say ok that's fine.
The one who cries for a movie.
The one who loves slowness but lives in speed.
The one who hugs her knees to her chest when she feels alone.
The one who sits silently watching the night.
The one who prefers dim light to blinding sun,
but she loves clarity.
She is like that.
A bit strange.
A bit of everything.
Kinda nothing.
She is like that.
And she...
🤎💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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