Her beauty shines brighter than any star,
But she doesn't believe me when I say,
"You look beautiful today."
Her hair is the light and her eyes the ocean.
Such a beautiful body,
And such a grieving soul.
I want to hold her,
I want to tell her the world isn't such a terrible place.
At least, for me it isn't a terrible place,
When she is smiling her beautiful smile.
I want to tell her I love her.
When I open my mouth, I can only compliment her.
"I love... Your hair today."
Is all I can ever say.
She will never know how much I love her,
Because, God, I can only compliment her.
At least I lift her up.
Maybe one day she will wake up and really know how amazing she is.
