Dear Him


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.


  • Author: C (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: March 23rd, 2023 02:09
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 10

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