She never talks much,
But when she does,
It’s not her voice that speaks,
But her eyes and hands talk too.
She maybe rude at times,
The arrogance can be smelled around her easily,
But that’s just not her nature,
As she is just trying to protect herself.
Once you know her,
You may notice,
She is a chatter-box at heart,
And implicitly wicked.
She may never let you down,
She just expects you to hold her hand,
Guide her right,
But also set her free,to do her own will.
She wants to get noticed,
Only when she chooses too,
Compliments are accepted,
But the real and honest ones.
Try to flatter her,
With those old pick-up lines,
She will just smile at you,
But believe none of it.
She has flaws,
Mistakes are made easily,
There are a lot of stupid moments in her life,
But she learns and laughs at her own silliness.
She likes to be left out alone,
In her own little bubble,
Where she can read,cook and write her imaginations,
It makes her happy.
But,doesn’t mean she is sad and lonely,
She equally enjoys hanging out with her friends,
and troubling but loving her little brothers.
She is adventurous and loves shopping too,
And knows how to bargain,
On that pretty shoes or sling bag,
She just thought would suit.
She likes the idea of love,
But doesn’t like to rush things,
She knows there is no Prince charming waiting for her,
But believes there is someone made to love her honest and deep.
She may look delicate at times,
But oh-boy,There is a lot of strength,
Even when she isn’t aware of it.
She is the one who speaks only when spoken to,
She is the one who finds laughter and joy in ever small things in life
She is the Apple of her father’s eyes,
She is the best friend her mother could ever have.
Yes,She is the girl who resides inside every girl you meet.