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Your eyes as bright as the moon in early December,
Your lips, pink as the roses in spring,
Your smile delightful and beautiful,
Your voice like music to my ears,
Your laughter a sweet and soft melody that makes me feel alive,
Your presence like the breeze that sweeps me off my feet,
Although perfection is a myth, I believed in it the moment I met you.
For never in all my years on this planet have I come across a person so perfect.
A mixture of beauty, brains, talent and character.
No man's presence has such effect on me,
No man's presence leaves me breathless.
It feels like an illusion, a dream.
Well, maybe that is all it truly is.
Those things that seem to swallow us whole,
Those things that seem to be everlasting,
Those things that seem to control us,
Those things that seem to consume us,
Like fire consuming everything and anything,
Those things that we dread,
Those things that seem to eat at our hearts,
Those things that seem to rot our insides,
Those things that we are too scared to speak of,
Those things they call feelings and emotions,
Those feelings like guilt.
Like sadness,
Like fear,
Those feelings that we do not want to feel,
Those feelings that we hate to feel,
Anxiety.
Those feelings that make us want to end it things,
Depression
But those feelings shape us,
Those feelings make us stronger,
Those feelings make us who we are.
I know not everyone would be able to relate to this but to the people who can you are not alone. ✨🙃
Behind her smile is a shredded heart.
Behind her bright beautiful eyes, rivers of tears waiting to flow.
Behind her modestly covered body, scars highlighting pain, bravery, courage, and fear.
She chooses to be strong, even if it is hard.
She would never cry or scream.
She chooses to keep to herself, to build herself.
she chooses to hide all the pain and stay strong.
Sometimes I sit by myself and wonder
I wonder if that man is real
If the perfect novel man is real.
The man with bright eyes.
The man with the ideal smile.
The man with a heart of gold.
The man who loves you for you.
The man who loves you even against all odds.
The man who is willing to give his life to protect you.
The man who would do anything to make you smile.
The man who is willing to give you the world.
The perfect novel man.
Your eyes glitter as the delicate curves form around your face,
And you smile.
Your smile so delightful,
Your smile so contageous,
Your smile that goes me unnecessary hope,
Your smile that sends a shiver down my spine.
Your smile that makes me want to melt.
Your smile so beautiful,
Is there anything brighter than your eyes when you smile?
Is there anything more beautiful than your smile?
Is there anything more pleasing than that smile of yours?

— The End —