She accuses herself of not being loved back.
She looks for the mistakes in herself.
Thinks she's not good enough.
For anyone.
Thinks that she hurts everyone and has not a good heart.
That people see demons in her eyes.
But little does she know that I have fallen for every inch of her body and her soul.
For this heart made of gold.
For those eyes that make me feel safe and calm.
Like a breeze when you stand in front of the ocean.
She looks in the wrong mirror.
If she only looked deep into my eyes and saw her beauty.
And the love she craves so much.
If she only loved me back.
11:53 p.m.
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my poems
Puisiwritten by myself. based on true feelings. may be heartbreaking. for those who feel lonely. for those who are hurt. for those who loved. </3
