Another melancholy plant-based poet
I care about you because you always know how to make me smile. Even when ur the one who makes me cry. You yell out "Happy Valentine's" so the whole neighborhood can hear your voice down the block.
By Bleu Lotus6 years ago in Poets
Earth, She the beauty with caramel tan surfaces, She the sand that lay on the beaches. Her flawless tattoos attracts the stars and skies.
When you cry it's not the emotion of sadness, it's the feeling of numbness. It's the type of medication you use to get when you were over doing yourself.
At the end of the day there's no one who can tell you...youre beauitful.. A broken wound does not always heal. Every so often you just picked at the scab thinking it would get better but it just won't.