She’s one of those girls

 She’s one of those girls

the kind that doesn’t walk… she spins
the kind that turns everything into something

the couch?
a stage to twirl on

the hallway?
a runway she owns

the quiet?
never lasts long

she’s always moving
always imagining
always finding ways to make everything feel like magic

she gets into everything
tests every boundary
pushes just to see what she can turn into fun

and some days i’m tired
trying to keep up with all that energy

but then she melts into me
wraps her arms around my neck
like i’m her whole world

and suddenly…
none of the chaos matters

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