anything in between
This girl is everything in between; not her strength nor her weakness—simply anything in between.
This young lady speaks coffee but sips each drop of tea joyfully, chamomile has always been her favorite at the same time she longs for an espresso—failed to find what is her utmost.
She lets her hair down in long curls only to see her reflection wishes to have shorter hair above her neckline—she likes them both way equally in between, did not manage to choose one over another.
She persists on telling how she makes out to morning solely to fathom out how she prefers midnight’s kisses—but not too much, because she is never far from in between.
She cries her soul out loud only to word out sentences she could not scream—she is confident yet she is shyer than a daughter.
Because, she is
every,
any,
a,
thing, in between.
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