She's the girl who looks down when you stare at her for a little too long, and turns away if you catch her looking. She's the girl whose hair gets a little knotted, and whose smile isn't always real. She's the girl who cries herself to sleep sometimes and cares a little too much about what you say. But she's the same girl who laughs at all of your jokes - funny or not; the one who will love you with every inch of flesh inside of her. She's the girl who will watch the stars with you at night, and ask how your day was when you come home. She's the kind of girl who you'll find asleep with a book in her hand at 3 a.m, or the kind who leave your sweatshirts smelling sweeter than before.
She's the kind of girl who will give you her heart; so please handle with care.
She's the kind of girl who will give you her heart; so please handle with care.