Blonde hair and
Starry eyes
A fake smile
To hide the lies
She hugs me and
I feel her pain
The blood on her wrists,
Has left a stain.
She's not happy,
I can see
But she's not willing
To talk to me
I really care about her
More than I do myself
But she's not worried about her
Just worried about everyone else
I'll always be there for her
Even when she can't see
I know I'm a bit selfish,
But I want her all for me
God I love those starry eyes
Like the ocean blue,
I just wish that she'd mean it
When she says "I love you"
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Her (a collection)
PuisiA collection of poems and free writing about her. It's usually gonna be from a sad boys P.O.V . I might change it up a bit . idrk .
