Dear World,
My friends told me that I spend too much time with her.
They say they don't understand why. I would love to tell them why but I can't.
You can't understand emotions you don't feel.
But maybe if I could show them how her eyes shine.
They'd understand if they read in between the lines when she spoke.
They'd understand if they took the time to see how her little quirks make her one of the most amazing people ever.
They'd understand why I love her if they saw how she painted. How she stares at her blank canvas then she just lets the passion flow from her wrists.
Every single painting, is a masterpiece.
Her black and whites make me feel like I'm wrapped in a blanket of peace.
Maybe one day she'll paint something special for me.
Maybe.
-Me
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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
