emotional.
eyes blue.
an ugly nose.
smile so untrue.
blonde hair that flows.
a round shaped face.
this isn’t what she chose.
looks you can trace,
a mind you cannot.

a.b.

the girl grew,
strong and wise.
her beauty is true.
she continues to rise
above her fears,
away from the evil.
she has longed this for years.
now life is peaceful
and happiness knew.
buried in self love,
the girl grew.

a.b.

you constantly break my heart.
sliced it more than two.
the words you left were ****,
it’s sad that i love you.

what made you change,
why do you lie?
you’re really acting strange.
i’m not the bad guy.

but neither are you,
you’re just hurt.
there’s nothing i could do.
now you’ve left me in the dirt.

a.b.

you remind me of a rose,
with a sweet scent.
and only it grows,
more beautiful than what it’s meant.

soft petals.
delicate.
where my eyes settle,
you’re elegant.

until i get too close.
once you’re not watered right,
your thorns chose
to ***** me in sight.

which only makes me fall more,
because you’re my favorite flower.
you’re who i’m all for,
even if you didn't want me for an hour.

a.b.

her eyes a frosty blue.
she’s seen too much,
but who ever knew?

they pour like rain.
she tastes what her tears contain.
not just salt,
but those eating memories
that stand at halt.

she then screams,
“it’s all her fault.”

a.b.