You're a player.
No, I don't intend to change that.
I'd love you just the same.
But every player has his story, and I want to know yours.
I want to understand the sadness behind your smile.
I want to know who took the sparkle that should be in your eyes, who made you believe that happiness is a lie.
Happiness is not about empty smiles to hide every tear you don't want to cry; it is every tear you'd shed to make another smile.
Happiness is not about every compliment you give to win her heart; it is every imperfection you accept and understand.
Happiness is not about how many you have on your list but having one who you love sincerely.
You're a player, I can't change that.
But I'll walk every step because you deserve more than empty promises, more than pain, more than lies.
You may think you're happy now, but baby, you're worth more than that.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryThese are stanzas and poems I wrote. It's not much, but I hope you find time to read each of them. :)
