Pretty Like...

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She's pretty like the early morning when the sun's barely shining through the windows. Her smile, warm like the rays that peak around the clouds and fall on your face.

She's pretty like an angel that was sent special, just for you. Her heart is always open to love those around her. Never too full for someone new.

She's pretty like the rain, whether just a sprinkle or a storm. Rain matches her emotions with how she keeps them bottled up until they overflow. When she lets go of it all, the aftermath is beautiful like a rainbow.

She's pretty like the season which gives her her name. The reset of the world through those deep, warm shades makes everything dull but brighter when it rains.

But she's dark like the night sky. You won't see any weakness from her, but if you look close enough, you'll see the stars inside her start to shine.

She's hurt like a wounded bird. She only needs someone to care for her and nurture her with love so she can get back to her true self.

Her heart is broken like glass. Shattered into pieces from those who have let her down and treated her poorly.

She hides her feelings behind a mask. She uses the anger in her head to lead her, so her love isn't taken for granted by another soul.

When she falls in love, it is deep, quick, and intense. They capture her whole heart, and her loyalty will surprise you. She'll protect you forever, no questions asked.

So, handle her with care, and hold on to her tight. If you make her cry, she'll disappear into the night. She is scared and alone, feeling lost in the sea. But if you save her, you will never love someone more beautiful than she.

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