I don’t know where to start.
Maybe I can start with the word, art.
Art is defined as something so unique,
It only catches one’s eye very quick.
Maybe I can define this word with my love for you,
In this word who to be honest just came in to my mind out of the blue.
You were not the perfect art nor my ideal.
Yet as I got to see the art in you, for a second right there, I started to feel something real.
You were broken once or twice
Yet all I see was a masterpiece in my eyes
Going deeper to the dark sides of you
This love became stronger and deeper for you
If some only see you very ordinary,
But darling, in your own way you were very extraordinary
You were like a fragile art
That I will love with all my heart
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC
I don’t know where to start.
Maybe I can start with the word, art.
Art is defined as something so unique,
It only catches one’s eye very quick.
Maybe I can define this word with my love for you,
In this word who to be honest just came in to my mind out of the blue.
You were not the perfect art nor my ideal.
Yet as I got to see the art in you, for a second right there, I started to feel something real.
You were broken once or twice
Yet all I see was a masterpiece in my eyes
Going deeper to the dark sides of you
This love became stronger and deeper for you
If some only see you very ordinary,
But darling, in your own way you were very extraordinary
You were like a fragile art
That I will love with all my heart