Her eyes, Used to sparkle with the light of the moon As she looked into mine Her smile, Used to make any dull moment As bright as the sun Her presence, Made everyone happy You would think That she was the happiest person on the planet But Itβs always the ones you never expect The ones who seem the most happy And Itβs not always What It Seems
About someone that I know. Magenta Scarf (only she will understand that)