and it's in those beautiful moments
that I get lost in how perfect you look.
the way you embody perfection
ankles crossed, feet dangling up in the air above you.
the way your hair is swept to one side of your face
As you smile down at your phone.
fingers tangled in those wild curls.
the only brightness in the room,
comes from the soft white light of your phone screen on your face,
making your eyes bright with wonder
and smile as relaxed as ever.
and it's in these moments I wonder
how it's even possible for those big brown eyes
to shed tears into a pillow every night,
and how some boy could take your heart,
and treat it like a toy.
because if I was him,
I wouldn't take these moments for granted,
but instead capture them as much as I can
because beauty is at its best
when it's almost going unnoticed.
YOU ARE READING
Early Morning Poetry
PoetryA dedication to all those who have seen me through my good times and bad ones. It's time for a new outlook on life. much love. xx.
