They are both just laying down and he continuously admired her and prayed that her smile never faded away but he suddenly asked so what does he look like?She glared at him and asked in confusion who? your first love who still makes you smile while your husband is right behind you, then she pauses for a min and say he is the most beautiful person I ever saw, first time when I saw him the 7,years old girl in me screaming loudly he is your prince, his eyes looks like a how perfect taste coffee look like when he smile i feels like a flower start blooming whenever he start talking and his lips move it gives me chill vibe like the first autumn leaf has fallen. she paused for a sec and look at her husband throw a pillow at him and scream but he is a total idiot who didn't realise that I just confess my feelings to him
- Author: poemsoul ( Offline)
- Published: September 4th, 2024 12:20
- Category: Unclassified
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Great write
We are often not understood. What is inside us is often not reflected on the outside. A Fine poem
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