Something I'm working on.

It's three pieces, but I only have two of them semi-done. I'll probably add more to them later.

I.
I am that girl. That girl you either don't look at, or look at for a moment too long, because there's something about her that you can't quite identify. I'm that girl who you'll love and hate, because she won't make you talk about your feelings, but she'll probably make you uncomfortable with her blunt assessment of her life and inability to care if someone hears her or not. I'm that girl who either says too much or not enough, and is constantly looking for things she can solve for anyone but herself. I'm that girl who never leaves her house, content to keep her adventures in her mind, at least for now. I'm that girl who will mop the blood off your face and tell you that you're still a hero in her eyes, even though you lost the fight. I'm that girl who will keep going even when she can't, when the tears are pouring down her face and her body is tattered and worn. I'm that girl who you either don't look at, or look at for a moment too long.

II.
Hannah is the rain that kisses your limbs on that hot summer day. Hannah is that cup of tea you curl your hands around and smile because the steam hits your face. She is that feeling of craving something you don't know the name of, and the feeling of when you finally find it. Hannah is the arms that embrace you when you return from a long trip. Hannah is the blanket you hide under during a thunderstorm, sure that the simple cover of cloth will keep you safe. She is the color your lover's eyes turn when they see you, and the spark you feel every time your hands touch. Hannah is the smell that hits you as soon as you hit a bookstore, when you can't help but smile. She's the adrenaline that floats through your veins each time you do something that you're not quite sure is allowed, and the whirring of your computer each time it starts up.