You,
Your my favorite part of the day,
The way your hair falls down your face
Like oceans flowing across ice bergs
Your smile,
Beautiful like the crescent moon in the sky,
Bringing brightness to my soul as
I gaze upon your beauty.
Too bad,
You stabbed me in the chest
With your words of hate, and deceit
For you,
You were so beautiful
That crescent moon in the sky,
Has disappeared
And all i see,
Is dark