I've come to the conclusion my body loves being looked at but hates attention I decided to share this intimate thought with her but she laughed and told me there wasn't a difference
She laughed until her voice gave out, letting his smile engulf hers. Time seemed to move too quickly and she did not know why she let his cold, anxious fingertips linger up her dress. But he made her laugh so much she didn't have words to speak.
She was a dreamer who dreamt so much her heart fell out of reality She became hollow with a hidden brain A brain that waits to be awakened Sparked with the life of a five year old To match her heart Yet as she smoked cigarettes and drowned herself in wine her heart began to age and her brain completely vanishing She wanted to be awakened by anyone anything so she chose freedom A false concept of freedom that she's convinced exists
She packed her bag with 75 dollars and a letter to her mother she didn't have the heart to leave behind When she began taking her first steps a smile appeared on her face For the first time in a long time she felt content with herself