Mar 2014
you were beautiful
when he whispered it into your ear
in the backseat of his car
with salty lips pressed against your smooth skin
but you were also beautiful
before he told you so
when he whispered it into your ear
in the backseat of his car
with salty lips pressed against your smooth skin
but you were also beautiful
before he told you so
My best friend, cameron, thought of the title for this poem. She is the one who reminds me of this all the time and helps me stay myself when i forget who i am.
