cut it out

There is something about her. The way she moves, it’s like she is walking on water. Nothing stands in her way, everything parts for her like the red sea but what others do not know, her wrist parts at night and the sink of her bathroom becomes the red sea. She is not broken but she is beaten, she will overcome this path in life and she will conquer the stars themselves and will shine brighter than the sun. She is the light I awake to every morning, I cannot wait for that day when she is mine.