She said, "Look at her, she's so pretty!"
I thought, "Is she?"
So I looked and looked,
At the deep, dark ocean in her eyes,
Like anyone would voluntarily drown in them.
At the luscious, dark lashes
overshadowing her eyes.
At the adorable little nose of a snub,
which most could only wish for.
At the plump, firm lips,
which reminds me of tulips
At the fair, fair skin
and the thick black curtain cascading like a blanket
down her back.
But all I saw
was the lone in the ocean,
the dark beneath her eyes,
the heaviness of her frown
and the tense of her shoulders.
Which, I am sure, I'm the only one who noticed
Of course I did, I have been looking at her all my life.
She is me.
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 11:31 AM UTC
She said, "Look at her, she's so pretty!"
I thought, "Is she?"
So I looked and looked,
At the deep, dark ocean in her eyes,
Like anyone would voluntarily drown in them.
At the luscious, dark lashes
overshadowing her eyes.
At the adorable little nose of a snub,
which most could only wish for.
At the plump, firm lips,
which reminds me of tulips
At the fair, fair skin
and the thick black curtain cascading like a blanket
down her back.
But all I saw
was the lone in the ocean,
the dark beneath her eyes,
the heaviness of her frown
and the tense of her shoulders.
Which, I am sure, I'm the only one who noticed
Of course I did, I have been looking at her all my life.
She is me.
another one of my 3 am rants.