Beautiful
Beautiful people are beautiful.
But if she's beautiful and no one notices....
Does it really count?
I guess that doesn't matter...
Because I know she's beautiful.
God, is she beautiful...
I don't think she realizes how captivating her smile can be,
And how the shimmer of her eyes will forever outdo
Thre makeup she applies each day.
I don't think she realizes how holding her can melt hearts
And how hugs can completely change the minds
Of people who thought they'd lost everything.
I don't think she realizes just how touching she is to me,
And how my heart aches when she hurts,
And how I smile when she smiles.
I dont think she realizes that she dictates my emotion,
My ability to feel secure, sane,
Or completely dependant.
I dont think she realizes...
She's beautiful.
Copyright © Amber Pearson | Year Posted 2007
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