she's the girl that i always wanted
she's the one with a cinnamon scent,
maybe lemon also, or a cytrus.
she's so pure like baby pink roses
were or will be...
her hair is so brown,
not so long and not so strong.
her skin is soft like curtains from my room
and her smile is living in me like sun everyday on this planet.
her lips are literally honey,
as she breathes i wanna smile.
all i wanna
is count stars
on the ruf of mine house
at night, laying on blanket
and me, next to her...
YOU ARE READING
a girl. her
Short StoryFirst try letting my feelings out. May it be the first pancake ever - not the one that you've been hoping, but maybe better than the worst. I hope every reader will feel more or less, see themselves more or less in these words and sentences. I hope...
