she was the kind of crazy people thought they liked
had a bit of a wild streak
not much of a filter
and didn't really distinguish who could get with her
at least
that what they thought was all to her
in reality
behind that beautifully masked facade
she was a fragile girl
going through the world
looking only for affection
with maybe just a hint of validation
her eyes dreamed for the world
thinking she was ready
going head first but never steady
not afraid of difficult feats
but quick to leave if her desires never meet
maybe she was fickle
loathed tediousness
and badgering of regrets
(also, the grossness of sweat)
but on the contrary
her patience was weary
and with the dullness of life
she was starting to lose her faith in faeries
maybe a bit scary
but you
you loved her
full and through
and there was nothing
you would not do
just to hear that goofy laugh
and see that dimpled grin
you finally came to terms with it,
your love for her was a blissful sin.