That Girl

I’m the escape girl. The girl you want to run away with. The girl that gives you that dangerous taste of freedom.  I’m the siren in the watery depths of your heart. I’m the escape girl. The short dream that dissipates when you abruptly awake. The bright colors of fall that die to a sickly brown. You never stay. I’m this change of pace that strays away from the beaten path. You never stay. You run away. You always run away.