Her smile is like a ray,
Of sunshine.
His laugh is like a cool breeze,
On a blistering day.
Their sweet kisses and gentle caresses give definition to the term,
Perfect couple.
And every detail you observe,
Every trait you can recognize that they have,
Is perfect.
And you think that they are perfect.
Others think they are perfect.
Society thinks they're perfect.
But they are not.
He isn't perfect.
His act is only for the public eye.
And the only physical contact he shares with her otherwise,
Is his fist.
And the only words he shares with her,
Are insults.
And the only emotion he shows toward her,
Is disgust.
And the only thing he will give to her,
Is bruises.
And the only thing she yearns for,
Is death.
And the only thing people will ever remember of her,
Is
Her
Plastic
Smile.
