a little girl who grows up thinking all doors are automatic but actually she’s haunted by a really polite ghost
when you’re out with your friends and someone really hot walks by
you didn’t love her.
you just didn’t want to be alone.
or maybe, she was just good for your ego.
or, or maybe she just made you feel better about your miserable life.
but you didn’t love her,
because you don’t destroy people you love.