beauty is within the beholder

is this what you call love.. the twisting in my gut.. is it telling me something.. how did this become.. we were just hangin out.. what was it i had that you liked? where do i stand...your hand is in my hair but your teeth is eatin my heart.. Iam rough draft of a beautiful woman owning so many mistakes they are always editing me and my thoughts..on my cover i feel tears of mascara ruinin my eyes...but you come to be brave and bold wipping my tears away holdin me within your chest..iam willing and naive to pretend everything is fine...you see the sign in my eyes im in pain hurtin in silence you know me far to well you scare me cause what i have held on to i let go months ago..iM fallin even more in love with you..with each secret you whisper in my ear each sweet thing you plan lingers on my finger tips and down my spine* there is nothing else i want soo much i want you i need you i feel you and i healed you* -Sonya
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sounds like a coming of age piece.
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