The girl that I fell in love with had long hair
She had bright blue eyes and never wore a lick of makeup
She laughed a lot but she was very cool
She showed her emotions but never too much.
The day she cut her hair was very symbolic
She cried when she got home and looked in the mirror.
Despite what she thought and how I knew her to look,
I still thought she was beautiful
The day she wore makeup for the first time was a mess
She had dark circles and lines covering her beautiful eyes
Making them seem like a whole new shade.
But despite the looks she got on the street, I still thought she was spectacular.
The day she heard her favorite joke and didn’t laugh was the hardest of all to bear
I waited for the punch line to hit her and I sat waiting for that hypnotizing laugh
But she just offered a weak smile and a fake scoff
The girl I had fallen for had completely disappeared right before my eyes.