It's hard to believe a beautiful girl can make you dizzy
As if you have been drinking jack and coke all night into the morning.
Her presents gives you a uplifting feeling
She's a Promise, promise of a better day
Promise that there is hope
Promise there is a new tomorrow
This particular aura can be found in the gait of this beautilful girl
In her smile and in her soul and the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like its gonna be ok...
And she, she is the one...

She lit a cigarette. It made a whispering inhale and exhaled a thin white thread of smoke. The woman smoked, despite that she never really liked neither the scent that stayed on her skin and clothes, nor the effect of nicotine, which was lost after a couple of packs. One day she started smoking to manifest her freedom, today she is smoking to entertain herself. It is entertaining for her to exhale white clouds out of lips and try to recognize a moments of innocent happiness in them. Each moment spent with a cigarette reminded about all other moments, which were earlier, younger...
She inhaled again and in the exhale smiled. The white mist coming out of her red lips looked magically. But it was not the cigarettes; it was her special elite beauty that made the bench she was sitting on so attractive… expensive.
Today she was in black. Luxurious half dark stockings with a black line, shining spike heels, a strict skirt and a costume, which accurately underlined her breast, in a way that gives to any passing by man an insuperable longing to undo one more button, just one more button…
If I said that her face was beautilful, that would mean nothing. The beauity of her face could be equal only to the sensation of a hot chocolate on a tip of your tongue.
Smooth, white skin, without any face’ powder. Skin that would make you touch it, and slide through it with your cheek, to find out if it is real, or to feel how real it is… Just that would be a best psychotherapy that nobody ever offered you.
What does she want?  What she doesn’t need, it’s an attention… She is hungry for something sincere that rises right from depth of the soul, nurtured by warmth of the heart, delivered by the means of good thoughts and sensible words that would nurture and cure her heart… But all she has it is smoke of the cigarette. What an unfair trade…
She smiled again. What is she thinking about? May be about the age when she was a little girl and promised her mom to be a good girl. Or about a little boy who was the first to say that loves her... and the last man who meant it... or meant it in the way she needs it now. She remembered how she used to sleep cuddling with her dad, a man of the strong cologne, big hands and passionate embrace. Oh, how she wanted just to sleep next to somebody like her dad… Strong, warm, silent, sincere…
She is not smiling… Please don’t cry. Don’t cry. Client is coming…
-Hello, How are you?
-I’m perfect today! What about you?
-Apartments are there, how much is one hour?...

Your face, your handsome face. Your laugh, your smile, your eyes. When your hands grab my face, and your lips meet mine. When you kiss me, you kiss me like I’m the only girl in the world. Like I’m your everything, like nothing else matters. When you hug me tight, and it feels like you will never let go. I feel safe, I feel loved, I feel good when I’m in your arms, I belong there. I love when we are just lying there and cuddling, when you play with my hair, and I can just look at your beautilful face. I want you here, right now, forever til the end of time. I can’t describe that wonderful happyness running thro my whole body, just when I think about you. I’m in heaven when your around, and I don’t want to be anywhere else, I just want to be with you. No matter what you done, who you were, what you been through, everything that I care about is you, right here, right now. nothing else matters. I just love you, you, you, you. I love it when your eyes look at me, they’re sparkling like stars. When you smile, I smile. When your lips meet mine, I can’t explain that feeling. Because that feeling is so strong that I can’t tell you in words, only show you in actions. But I hope one word makes you understand something.
That I love you, with all my heart.

I need him I think
But he doesn't need me
He couldn't fall in love with me he said
As I lay in bed tears flow down my face
Why
Why couldn't you?
I love you so much to much
Your like the cold rain, a new song something beautilful
But you don't care
You never did as you flirt and tell her she makes you feel different
What did I make you feel? Nothing?
He can make me feel so good so amazing so so loved by one word
But I never made you feel anything?
Its sad that your all I think about
All I ever wanted
And I can't let you go
But your already gone
And there's no to blame
you make the dark clouds in my mind disappear
But when your gone that's all I ever see
God I'm pathetic
I love a boy who doesn't want me
I love a boy
Who never loved me

this isnt you
your this girl who likes to argue with me about every little thing
and i hate it because we both know your smarter than me
you like to watch me when you think i'm sleeping
and trace the outlines of my face
your beautilful in general