His eyes are dull.
His face was pale.
You can tell sadness fell.
What he doesn\'t understand,
is that his beauty was underestimated.
When I see his face. all I can think,
is how can someone so beautiful could have his mind in such a dark place.
He\'s honestly all I\'ve ever prayed for,
But when he thinks his mind goes hazy,
A rainstorm of anxiety fills his mind.
But, God I\'m just so thankful he\'s mine.
Sincerely, The girl with rose colored glasses.