If my eyes saw your soul would they like what they see.
Live like that.
Like someone will always see your soul. Not the outside. The outside is a bonus. The soul is what stays eternally. The soul marrow of a person is what you fall in love with. Because though the grass may change and the beauty may fall away your soul will stay forever. And if that's not beautiful than what is?
YOU ARE READING
me more than you
PoetryPoetry The deepest thoughts of my mind It's just me and my mind Not me and you
