i am the girl who's had her life crisis at the age of eighteen.
the girl who breaths quickly to make up for her wasted time.
i am the girl who might need you.
i am the girl who won't repeat herself.
i am the girl who needs to come down.
the girl who needs to learn to listen, and see.
the girl who counts fingers and makes sure you're real.
i am the girl who's forgotten everything as it happened.
the girl who skipping town and leaving her lovelies behind.
the girl who finds in necessary.
i am the girl who can't tell time and can't see the future.
i am the girl who fell asleep too many times and missed out on too much.
i am the girl who carries too much,
who's running but not late and flustered and flushed.
the girl who can't talk and walk at the same time.
the girl who's tired of zombies.
i am the girl who believes that you love her.
i am the girl who would die for you.
i am the girl who calms and closes her eyes
and counts each wonderful moment she's spent with you
and realizes
you've changed her life.
i am the mouth with a smile.
the heart with a beat.
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