Don’t fall for the girl who laughs too loud and keeps her sadness in a bitter cloud She’ll talk in riddles sleep through storms love in silence and break the norms She’ll trace her past like crooked lines kiss you soft, then miss the signs She won’t say much, but when she does, it’ll sound like poetry, and that'll be your curse. If she talks about art that never shows, don’t pry—just know she’s full of ghosts She’s painted dream-like-life before, but she'll leave your name by the open door Don’t trust the girl who seems too wise, she stitches her truth with sweet little lies. The “I don’t care”s and “I’m always okay”s— those are the lines that end good days. She'll hold your gaze /she'll look away, turn pastel mornings into midnight grays. She'll make you feel like something rare, then make u wish u didn't care So boys—if you find a girl like that, with far-off eyes and a mind combat, don’t fall too deep, don’t play into her game she’ll cut you open with a silent pain. And girls—don’t be the kind who hides like she did, don’t run from the light and then blame the kid. If they loves you true, don’t look away— some chances die, and she never stayed She'll be the song they all adore, the - cried for but never scored. the regret stays through her quiet desire to be held not admired, like a dying fire And maybe that’s her curse to keep— to be the dream that wakes too deep. a flame in the rain- the fireworks kind of girl, too wild to tame the beautiful catastrophe the wreck in their hearts still hurts the same they pretend is just warmth