I picked up my pen today
and wished to write something
that would make you smile.
I ruminated for hours
about laughter and beauty
to cheer you up.
I stared at the blank sheet
as I thought of you.
What good would love
make of a girl who's nothing
but a blurred phantom?
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 12:10 PM UTC
I picked up my pen today
and wished to write something
that would make you smile.
I ruminated for hours
about laughter and beauty
to cheer you up.
I stared at the blank sheet
as I thought of you.
What good would love
make of a girl who's nothing
but a blurred phantom?
