She
is the savoury in my life
She
is that uninvited guest that pops up at the perfectly imperfect time
She
is the voice in my head that tells otherwise
She
is that dress in my closet, that’s too tight
She
is that colour of the skin that’s too bright
She
is the vulnerable side I try to hide
She
becomes those thoughtful words that weren’t mine
She
is a louder voice, a bolder idea, the bigger presence, that cooler vibe!
She
is this nonexistent better self of mine that exist only in my mind.
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