She was the kind of girl you always know but not enough.
She was the girl who was in love with the mountains.
Every round of breeze washed away her sorrows.
Every scream on the top would hurt her lungs;
as they ached for air like humans ache for love,
But at the same time, it echoed in her heart a million times over.
She would stare at you when you ask her what’d she like more-
The ocean or the mountains?
The horizon or the oblivion?
The depth or the height?
And then she would give that smile,
Yes, the one that makes you feel so happy and like being run over by a bus at the same time.

She would just smile and say,
“Well, the height brings out the depth in me,
The oblivion is the silver lining of the horizon,
And the mountains,
My heart cries oceans to get one glimpse of the mountains”

 

 

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