A part of her is always not showing.
It's like the ocean, you try to see the end of it but it's not possible.
Yes, you're not able to see the depth of her soul.
That heavy soul..
Well, she tries to feel good with her tired soul and her messy heart.
Her soul feels so heavy, but lost at the same time.
See? How complicated her soul is.
People rarely understand her.. even though she loves the way she is.
She's so caring. She handles all the things inside herself.
She's full of mysterious ideas.
She gets hurt too fast, and loves too deep.
She's so soft. She notices everything, every detail that might not be important to anyone else.
She only cares to be loved by those who are important to her.
She only wants to be with people who she knows she can trust.
Only those who she can feel comfortable with.
Well, her heart is a bit cold but she's too close to the ones who are there for her.
She's like the rainbow, you can enjoy all of her colors.
It's like, every piece of her is beautiful.
She could be so comfortable in the dark, in the silence.
She finds herself even in the brightest place.
Well, when you see her face, you see the dark circles under her eyes, pale skin, even the sadness in her eyes.
But you can still see that pure beauty of her.
She believes in love, she trusts her silence.
She walks through the beauty.
Well, she is like a book that is not written.. her heart is like a bookshelf.
She is the novel that takes you a while to read.
18/9/2016