A sharp ****** smiling depression,
Called a dimple is much desirable.
I have only hints of it.

I wish that I had some pronounced,
So prominent and obvious dimples,
I have a desire for it.

A deep mental negative depression,
Called a gloomy grief is not desired.
I have so much of it.

i like the way
your blues sparkle
every time you laugh
and how that dimple
on your right cheek
appears whenever
you grin. i like the
way you run a
hand through your
blonde hair and how
you like to lick your
lips every once in a
while. i like the way
you manage to look
adorable and cool at
the same time. but i
don't like the way we
don't match, we don't
fit. i don't like the way
we come from completely
different worlds, worlds
that cannot even collide.
and i absolutely loathe
the way you make me
feel things i don't want
to feel right now, the
way you make me **happy.