that girl

she likes the smell and texture of new books
she cries in her room at night watching films
she listens to music and lets her heart ache freely
she dreams of flying over fields of golden yellow
she tries to hold her head up high
she can't help but wear her heart on her sleeve
she tries to eat as little as possible

i know that girl very well. she is an inextricable part of me. she is the girl that i love and hate, the girl i wish to escape and keep forever.

i know not who i am, or where i am going.

all i know is what i feel right now, at this very moment.
i want to let go yet i want to hold on forever.

i'm losing control...