Runo
The name of this girl, meaned poem. And that's how she lived. Delicate, soft and fragile in so many ways that even holding her would feel like holding the thinnest glass you have ever touched. She felt like ink on the papers, creating lines to form letters to words to stories...
She would fall, and she would end up being in songs that lovers write in the deepest form of love.
But she would make you fall too. She is the type of girl who would take your hand and let the darkness be around you, love you in it and with it like it would feel familiar to her. The darkness, melancholy, it was her home. So she were there with you, grew flowers in the garden of loneliness and broken promisess.
You would fall in love too, maybe not eight away but eventually. You would learn to dance with the darkness, let it be part of you and then...you would see how the light comes in when you stop running from the memoried that have been haunting you like ghosts in the mansions. You would be able to breathe again, you would feel light and free.
And that's what you are. Free.
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