The kind of girl I wish I could be
Sunday, 16 April 2017
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5ft, but so tall that the moment she steps in the room it feels like the entire world has been put on pause and her body is the only one that is capable of commanding attention from the audience. A voice so beautifully conditioned she does not need to shout to be heard. When her mouth opens words drenched in sugar drip from her wine stained lips. The whispers that escape are, to an untrained ear, lower than the mur murs of fireflies in the midnight sky. But the sentences those whispers form cut deeper than any knife, they heal far quicker than any drug, they are magic in literary form. Her mind is so intricately coiled it contains the deepest of secrets and the most nuanced of stories. Wisdom is engrained into her very being, it is not something read in a book or learnt in a hollowed high school classroom. It is the knowledge she has carried since her inception. She is the kind of girl I wish I could be. She is the kind of girl that appears in movies. She is the kind of girl that destroys cities. She is the kind of girl that is loved endlessly.
XX,
F.
