someone told me that you would get uglier with time.

False,

your beauty amplifies the farther and farther you move away from what we
almost had.

even when you left me at that party and showed up with another girl and everyone yelled at you for
treating me like ****

your mask did not crack and fall away

it continued to glow and my fingers jumped to trace it,
again.



falling in love with fellow free spirits leaves my heart swinging open wide
what is there to do but keep walking?

my capacity to love will never be lessened by another's capacity to fear

that's why i am still able to think you are a
pretty
person.