That's the word
Beauty
Such a meaningless title
I never saw a use for it
the word always seemed worthless
It was like a leaf in winter
it just took up empty space
I always hated the damn word
I still do
but for a different reason now
It's because I can't describe yours
I found the word when I met you
and damn it, you make it explode with meaning
I don't mean on your exterior
Yes that's gorgeous too
But I saw your heart
and beauty became real
I still hate the word
but only because I can't describe yours
YOU ARE READING
Love is strange
PoetryWarning: My writing sucks. This is basically a book of poems. It's the way I see love. I currently do love someone. I won't say anything else other than that if you find this and figure out it's me, I do love you.
