In her pretty brown eyes
You could see it
Even with that dainty smile
Her happiness
Vanished
She saw
The disgust
As she looked in the mirror
The hatred
Took over
Her self-love
The pain
Changed
Her mindset
Now
She had sleepless nights full of hopes and dreams
Where
Her tear stained cheeks hit the pillow
She was troubled
Her only wish
Was
Becoming an aura that made people think of the color yellow
She remembers when
If anyone asked
She would’ve said
“I’m used to it.”

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I could write the most beautiful poetry if I wanted to. But what good is the poetry if it’s complete without you.

The darkness in you ignites the fire inside me

Even after
she has experienced
many heartaches
in the past,
what made her
beautiful
was
she understood
with love
comes risk,
but even so,
she was
willing to risk it all
because
she knew
she could take it
if in the end
didn't work out.
She knew
in the end
she would
never really lose
because
everything she did:
a kiss, a laugh,
a look, an embrace,
it all comes from
the very same place.
A pure heart.