AverageLady

When he comes he won't be beautiful, he wont ride in on a white horse, and he defiantly won't be saving the damsel in distress. No, instead he'll be a big slap in the face. He'll come barrelling into my life without permission. I know he will, he'll fight to be with me because I'm hard to be with. I'll fight everything because I'm stubborn and he won't let me win, he'll fight back. When I cry late at night he won't hid from my tears, he'll let me hid my face in his shoulder. When he comes I'll love him with everything I have and more. I will trust him to hold my fragile heart and I his. When he finds me I'll smile and support him. I'll stand

Beautiful girl, with the beautiful smile and the beautiful mind. Lost so deep in the prison she built in her mind. Tall unstable walls to keep things in and other things out. Beautiful girl with a beautiful secret. Cowering in the shadows that her fears cast, drowning in the tears she sheds. She runs and runs as a ball builds up, chasing her around and around. It'll catch up, it'll run her down. She can't hide, she can only run and run. But who can run forever? One lonely night she cries, she thinks of the wrong she does, all the wrong she's done, all the wrong done to her. She bites back a scream, closes her hands into a fist and mentally be