she was the girl who could make a million lists out of her own curiosity.

There was so much to write down in her list of the new boy she has her eyes on.
It was his left dimple, his soft hair and his scent that got her to lay on his shoulder
It was his silly sarcasm, his stupid smile and his tickling fingers that got her to scream out with happiness
It was his firing rage, his ego and his painful words that got her to curse herself with the choice of her feelings

She was the girl who wants to stay in her car to write down her thoughts in undefined poems.

You made me a mess of your hungry kisses and the strings of your guitar.
I chose to not be the **** you seek

Your eyes were sad but you held on
And that's  how you ended your last kiss
As You bravely walked away from the woman that cut your skin with sharp kisses.

I was your 'girl' and your 'wife'
But then the storm came ruining the both of us
And I woke up naked and lonely
This was how I turned out to be your cold meat.

Have you reminisced the dead love that brought you to tears and laughter at the same time?
It was at the moment when you were creeping at the pictures of the two of you.
It was at the moment when you were listening to his words in your mind.
It was at the moment when you were forcing your eyes to stop searching for his beauty.
It was at the moment when you were trying your best to stay friends as he avoided you.
It was at the moment when you were crying and begging for his hands.
It was at the moment when he walked away with his sad eyes after his last kiss.

Sometimes you need to observe their ways of ruining a child
                           mentally.
"You were never brilliant, anyway"
I
Was
Dumb
Enough
To
Believe
That.

They said she looks like art
But they could not see the thorns in her heart
Neither could they see the hidden storm in her eyes.