Why do I find myself smiling When she hurt me so bad This girl that I see Reminds me so much of Her Her long blonde hair The way she turns her head And whips that hair around The beauty in her face! The flawless smooth skin Bubbly personality that outshines everyone else Very bold and very alive Her excitement in her body language Eyes stuck on her Forgetting about everyone else These two people are freakishly identical Even her glasses and style Even the shape of her curves So alike But Why do I find this dumb radiant smile on my face When She's no longer mine And the after thought She brings me She just dropped me like sack of potatoes But this smile has to mean something Perhaps in takes me back to when things were so wonderfully perfect Or that I really am over it Both successfully moved on Or maybe I just like this new girl because she's just so ******* beautiful Even though she makes a connection to my past She's honestly pure gorgeous And obviously I'm thinking way beyond rational thinking But I can't help it These two girls are the same in every way But this smile just means that I can enjoy beauty Simply taking it in and savoring it I'm a sucker for a beautiful girl I can admit that very clearly
Not sure why I wrote this. Just got undeniably excited for no reason at all
Even their chests and cleavage... Same Of course I noticed that