Apr 30
she’s got something in her eyes…
not innocence something darker.
something that doesn’t ask…
it just pulls you in.
she’s beautiful in the light
but at night?
she’s the kind of pretty
that makes you forget
what safe ever felt like.
she doesn’t love easily.
she watches first.
feels everything.
and then she decides.
but when she chooses you…
she doesn’t halfway stay.
she marks you, in a way
you don’t even notice at first.
she can be soft
just for a moment,
just enough to make you stay.
but the rest of her?
it’s fire.
it’s chaos.
it lingers on your skin
and somehow stays in your head
long after she’s gone.
she doesn’t show everything.
she never has to.
she knows exactly
what one look can do.
loving her was never meant to feel calm.
