you are beautiful,
beautiful like the sky,
you say you aren't though,
you deny your beauty,
you say you are imperfect.
the sky is imperfect too,
though,
i tell you.
the sky is full of stars that glitter beautifully,
that fill the night sky with wonder.
stars aren't like scars,
you tell me,
but i refuse to believe that,
i know you are beautiful,
i know it with all my heart.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Poetry
Poetryif i told you how much you mean to me, i'd never to a chance to finish.
