the boy i love has freckles,
and birthmarks,
scattered cross his skin like inverted stars,
dimples when he smiles,
dark curly hair,
kind brown eyes,
soft thin lips,
a tall slender body,
and an accent when he speaks,
but thats not why I love him,
the girl i love is radient,
like a flower in a garden,
ready to bloom,
short brown hair,
framing big brown eyes,
and small pink lips,
her voice is melodius,
and peirces my heart,
but thats not why I love her,
the boy I love cant sing,
but he is music to my ears,
sour notes and all,
he dresses like a emo hipster,
black skinny jeans,
and baggy shirts,
hes a total dork,
but thats not why I love him,
The girl I love is peppy,
despite the pills she takes for her depression,
my gloomy pesimistic world view stands no chance,
she dresses in bright yellows,
much in contrast with my palette of blues,
she is a ray of sunhine,
but thats not why I love her,
I love them because they are human,
beautiful,
flawed,
and perfectly weird,
I love them for their hearts,
and I love them for their souls,
I just love them.
A/N: Images by @wishingphil and @artsyhelen on instagram
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Chemistry and Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poetry Its complete shite Ill put it on here anyway *poetic snaps* Each poem will show you what year I wrote them. As reference i was born in 2000.
