Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Just A Girl

She is just a girl. She is a friend to all.
She likes to be funny. She is mature enough to be funny. She keeps everyone in jolly mood. She listens to everyone. She can make everyone listen to her. She is beautiful from the outside and gorgeous from the inside. Her insatiable desire for life had no end. She is my best friend.

She is just a girl. She is strong.
She has suffered. She has pulled herself up. She has been a great person. She has learnt so many things. She can be rude. She can be cruel. She is strong. She is self-sufficient. She is impatient. She is restless. She is a distraction. She is an eye soothing attraction. Watch her continuously; she is bliss at every time fraction.

She is just a girl. She is bland.
She is adaptive. She is stable. She can adjust. She can change, but she wont. She can make people happy. She can make people sad. She is difficult to understand. People can go mad. She understands things. She doesn’t want to make things complex. She ignores many things. She runs from emotions. She tends to forget. She gets what she wants; she has her way. Not seeing her can just ruin the day. She is open for criticism. She is open for complaints. She wants to know everything and doesn’t want to know anything at the same point. She listens, she can ignore, she moves on like nothing happened before.

She is just a girl. She is perfect.
She is loveable.  She says she can’t be loved. She says she can drift apart easily. She says she is unaffected by people and the efforts. She isn’t. She says she gets ok easily. She doesn’t.  She is curious but she can’t burden herself. She doesn’t want to know anything. She was a giver. She was a reacher. She had become a settler. Giving is no more her forte. She considers everything will end. But someone tell her things are not meant to end.  She loves but cant express. Someone tell her expressing gives confidence and makes margin for more. She doesn’t want to express. She is what she desires to be. A combination of beauty and a puzzled mind.


She is THE girl. I love her.

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