This Is The Kind Of Girl You Fall In Love With

She was just the type of girl that you fall in love with.

She just had mind and soul that was a perfect shade of grey, the most comfortable and compelling combination of black and white.

She just had the type of body that you involuntarily, instinctively, want, no, need to welcome and hold every night.

She had this certain way of curving her lips, a smile where she could remain unspoken but say, “You don’t know me, and you never will.”

She just had eyes that exact beautiful blue that you can see nearly everywhere you look. That exact, accursed hue that you can’t help but notice in an otherwise dark world.

She just had this look. This hauntingly open gaze, yet somehow averted. As if the expanse of her brightly lit irises were for the sole purpose of reflecting the souls they enraptured within.

She was just the type of girl who cared. Who honestly, genuinely cared.

She just had the brand of heart that was just so goddamn resilient to that particular brand of pain that everyone knew she just simply didn’t deserve.

She was just a freaking warrior against a world that was far from fair to her, constantly standing on the front lines for those who yearned to protect her, and accepting nothing different.

She was just the type of girl, where, before you know it, you’re up to your neck in infatuation, drowning in the impending doom of never getting enough.

It was just a part of who she was.

And even though there was nothing in her eyes when she looked at me, at the time I was content with knowing of nothing more.

Yet ever since the moment I watched her walk away, it seems like I can’t breathe without her.