02.05.2020 // 22:04 // mood: wistful
i am not the girl who likes roses and i am not the girl who cares for chocolate i am not the girl who wants to be ‘unique’ but i am the girl who wants to be yours
i am the girl who is like fire beautiful and deadly and warm and soft feisty and uncontrollable and dangerous to all who get too close
i am unafraid and brash stepping on fingers and toes but you; you frighten me
you are the one who is like water cool and gentle and deadly and beautiful with enough force to weather rocks and strong enough to shoulder carriers
you, who extinguish my flames of fire and soften my nerves of steel you, who kiss the edges of my barren soul and runs my heart between your fingertips
i am afraid and nervous stumbling and falling but you; you’ve caught me.














