Love Hard

Zionne

De'Angelo

I always saw her walking around with that fake smile of hers. Everyone thought she was all smiles, but I knew the truth. I could look at her and see she was hurting on the inside, but no one else knew that. She was broken, just like me; and she couldn't fake the happiness. She was a beautiful girl though, every boys dream girl. She had a natural beauty...she didn't need makeup to be pretty.

She talked to any and everyone, with a smile on her face 24/7. It could be someone popular, or it could be an outcast, yet she never let that fake ass smile slip off her face. I can't lie though, it's pretty as fuck. I like it; maybe a little too much...