she is a wonder and a beauty,
a pretty being, with a lovable scent,
she makes me curl in my bed er night,
as I lay between empty sheets and tears.
she keeps her distance,
it’s like I am a virus,
one that attacks anyone close,
she always pushes me far away.
she broke my heart into
she saw my soul shatter
and there it was, a smirk on her face.
she is heartless, but beauutiful,
fearless, but hopeless.
I still keep her picture by my bed side,
so I can wake up in the morning and avoid such a mistake.