she was beautiful
and she was wonderful

but she left this world with the end of her story unwritten
a broken heart that could of been healed
the hands that caused the scars could of been forgiven

but yet she left
she left without knowing what would of happened to her if she stayed
she left without given me a warning
she just left
without saying anything

and before you tell me that it was her discision
that i didnt know her at all
if i cared about her i would of said something
i didnt even know

I didnt know because
i didnt loook at her for more than her image
i just stared at her face and that was her
her looks was all i cared about

now that she is gone i feel a hole in me
cause it will never be filled by her
and that fact that it will always be empty
eats me from the inside out
she left me hollow
and i didnt even know her name

but i can remeber her face

The most **** thing about a guy has nothing to do with his clothes, hair or eye colour.

It's in the way he looks at you with longing, when you finally find out he wants you just as badly as you want him.

When he pulls you so close to him that there is literally no space between you, because he can't stand the thought of there being any.      

When he kisses you, so that it feels as if he is stealing the air from your lungs, and for those few seconds you forget what air even is.
    
When all thoughts go out the window and its just him, with you,in the most simple way possible.

Now that is the definition of ****.