Pretty girl with your silver hair
And smile that could outshine the sun
I’ve come undone just at the sight of you
I don’t have the courage to talk to you
So I don’t know what your voice sounds like
But I’ve heard your laugh and it’s most divine
I could never talk to you
You are a child of the stars
Your beauty makes me stutter
And me I’m just a mere human wishing for a star
I don’t expect for my wish to be granted
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
Pretty girl with your silver hair
And smile that could outshine the sun
I’ve come undone just at the sight of you
I don’t have the courage to talk to you
So I don’t know what your voice sounds like
But I’ve heard your laugh and it’s most divine
I could never talk to you
You are a child of the stars
Your beauty makes me stutter
And me I’m just a mere human wishing for a star
I don’t expect for my wish to be granted
Written by
15/Cisgender Female/searching for my STAR
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
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