His eyes
His lips
His hair
His hands
His legs
Him.
These are just the physical aspects.
It's not about that.
It's really
His personality.
The jokes
The comments
The laughs
The smiles
The hugs
The love.
But every so often
It comes with
The harsh words
The hitting
The hatred
The seething anger
The lies
The cheating.
Why can't he be perfect?
Because if he was,
He wouldn't exist.
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Poems by me
PoesiaSo I'm not the best at writing. And I don't write often. This is also my first "story". This is going to be a book of poems I write. It won't be updated often. And I'm kind of scared to even upload any. But I'm going to do it anyways. Even if I get...
