This is long overdue
But better late than never
This is a poem about beauty
About friendship
About love
Some may say, "What? No, friends don't love each other."
Maybe not the way they think, but to me? Friends can have overpowering love for each other
This goes for me and her
Her
She's beautiful
Those words, those words are used way too often
They're just a phrase that so many people use to describe another
But they're true
And I strongly believe they were true, from her lips
She says that I am the description of beauty
Well then so is she
Where do I begin? Describing such a beautiful work of art is terribly hard
What about the thing you see? That barely covers anything; her personality is so much more
But her appearance does make my heart flutter
Her smile makes me happy, the little gaps between her teeth are adorable
It's contagious, I can't help but feel happy around her
Her laugh is contagious too, even if i don't find whatever she finds funny, I'll laugh too
And if I miss the joke being told, my ears always perk up to her laugh, I want to laugh with her
Her eyes are beautiful
They spark with curiosity, happiness, and joy
Sometimes, they'll be rimmed with black and white glasses, which just adds to her beauty
Her cute nose holds them up so well
And her short hair, blue and vibrant
It's sky color grabs your attention, in a good way of course
It can be a curly mess, but it looks beautiful anyway
Her arms can engulf you in the best hugs
They'll make you want more once they leave
They're the best protection
Her height is tall, it makes it perfect for hugs
Some people may not even care about her qualities, but I care
I care so much
Maybe even too much
But that's okay
Her voice is light, full of love and energy
Caring words leave her lips and are carried to people she cares about
You can tell she means what she says
I can tell she tries her hardest to be her very best
She'll sing to her heart's content, as if no one was watching
And she can write amazing songs on paper
It leaves me so curious as to how she's so talented
And she says she's bad
But, she has got to be one of the best I've ever heard
And that's saying something
She always makes me laugh
Even when I'm feeling down, no matter the case
No matter the case
She makes me happy
She always apologizes for ranting
But it's just an opportunity to let me listen to her voice
And even if it's through text
I can still read those messages and hear her voice
Her sweet, caring voice
It's sad that I can't explain
How much she means to me
How beautiful she is to me
She may not even believe the words I write
But she'd better believe that they're true to me
I love her, so much
Again, she says I am the description of beauty
Then so is she
We, together, can be beauty
