Dear World,
This is about her eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes. Or at least that's what I thought.
Turns out they were lined with black and the centers were red.
The sun was in her face and the wind blew her bangs back when I noticed it.
God her eyes are beautiful.
It's like they were painted by God himself.
I really want to see how those eyes match up with her smile.
Maybe one day I will.
Maybe.
-Me
YOU ARE READING
The Way She Smiles
Poetry"I couldn't explain it, no matter how hard I tried but I fell in love with the way she smiled" ~Max
