Your smile is so innocent, but I see every crease. Every scar and every wrinkle that tell a very interesting story. I understand that the smile that appears before me today, Was once lost in a valley of tears and sorrow. Hidden in a lost city of pain and regret. Searching for the strength to appear once again.
I question it's sincerity; whether your smile is forced or true. Nonetheless, it's something that's so lovely on you. It hides all your pain; masking your scars. Hiding your tears and concealing your fears. When I see that smile, I deny what is true. I wouldn't mind falling for a girl like you.