Your smile is like a child's, Innocent and compelling, Excited eyes aglow, You have a strangely blunt sense of humor And tendency towards the dramatic, Even if it’s well hidden with your charm.
Its a natural phenomenon, Even in relationships, People are always changing, Either "growing with" or "growing apart" But changing and "growing with" someone is such a beautiful thing ...provided it is natural.
Looking upward at the moon, A smiley face full of happiness, Brimming with confidence, Never ever dismal, Bringing such delight with profound smiles , That showed happiness and glee, Making life so bright and worthwhile.
True love seems like another book on the shelf and the image you hope to see is etched in black print on the pages of "unstable" a shadow that won't reveal the identity of its master True love accustomed to fondling your hand, but is now letting go in search for a worthy suitor longing to replicate herself in a worthy recipient and this phony image you tried to create isn't who she's looking for.
I missed that smile of yours, you know It's like the dawning of a new day luminous and bright It's a light that guides the heart and reveal all truth It's a symbol of hope putting an end to darkness but surprisingly casting no shadows Calmness grips as I type...