She is beautiful
but she can't see it
her eyes are clouded
by the fog of his
her heart is troubled
by the make of his
She's beautiful
but she hurts
every night her thoughts haunt
every day her eyes jaunt
of him
for him
But she is without him
Tears fill my eyes now
she's my light
but she's turned off inside
she's a barefoot summer
but she's wearing shoes
We all have that thing
and this is hers
I just pray
we all move past our things
and those hims
One day
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 12:42 AM UTC
She is beautiful
but she can't see it
her eyes are clouded
by the fog of his
her heart is troubled
by the make of his
She's beautiful
but she hurts
every night her thoughts haunt
every day her eyes jaunt
of him
for him
But she is without him
Tears fill my eyes now
she's my light
but she's turned off inside
she's a barefoot summer
but she's wearing shoes
We all have that thing
and this is hers
I just pray
we all move past our things
and those hims
One day
I love you. You're beautiful.
I'm here for you.
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