there is this smile of mine,
it's a very rare smile.
it only comes when i'm with the people i love the most
and surprisingly or not surprisingly
that smile only came out when i was with her
and i even took photos with that smile because at that moment all that mattered was her.
i didn't care if i looked pretty or decent enough
i simply let myself be,
no filters and no pretending.i now look at those photos,
one and a half year later
and i think i looked the prettiest when i was with her.
that natural beauty and that natural smile was and will always be unbeatable.so even though i deleted 90% of the pictures,
i'll always keep those.
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The Broken Who Broke Others
PoesieRead these series of poems that show the rollercoaster of emotions that I felt throughout the year.