that girl

she had on a leather jacket and smelled of cigarettes. she had eyeliner all around her eyes. she had long black hair and was so skinny. she looked like a skeleton. she was tall. she was independent. she was new. she was interesting. intriguing. new. she was a mystery. she had rings all over her fingers. her nails were bitten down so low that they were bleeding. she had an eyebrow piercing and a part down the middle. she looked up at me. she bit her lip and looked into my soul. she knew all my secrets. she told everyone. she ruined my life. all she did was give me a look. she got up and left. I followed her. she walked slowly; looking at her surroundings. she soaked in all the beauty around her. her small pale hands dangled on her sides. I wanted so badly to hold one of her hands. have her reach for my hand as we walked off the edge of the universe. I wanted our arms to become intertwined and our hearts to synchronize beats. I wanted us to become one. one being. one thought. one person. I wanted to be her. I wanted her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted her to pin me against a wall and almost kiss me, then pull away. I wanted her to look into my eyes and tell me the meaning of life with her stare. she put me in a trance. my brain melted when she was near. I couldn't breathe. she was so beautiful. she hated that she was beautiful. she hated that I knew she was beautiful. she wasn't heartless like she wanted me to think. she had a soul and I was in love with it. I had been walking behind her for what felt like years. she stopped abruptly. turned around towards me. she put out her cigarette and smirked. she walked toward me. I was frozen. she was so breathtaking. she put her hands around my waist and pulled me in close. our foreheads and the tips of our noses were touching. she slowly moved her soft lips toward mine. she gave me a tiny, innocent kiss. my entire body turned into pins and needles. I couldn't breathe. she stepped away from me and sunk into the sun.