She

Everything about her was a lie. She wore a mask to hide the pain, to hide the urge to scream and tell the world that she just wanted to fit in. Why? she ask, why God, you make me so different and unique. She thinks that it is a flaw but she doesn't know that it is the greatest gift of her that I know. Her crooked smile, her big doe eyes, her dark brown freckles, her 'heavy' thighs. God, she is gorgeous And I am blessed that she is mine and my love, I say to her, I hope one day you see yourself through my eyes....