Who could've known the weight of this smile?
It makes my head and heart hurt for awhile.
So listen, baby girl, while I paint you this picture.
If I didn't have you, my happiness might wither.
I'd be blown away in the wind, taken back by your voice and realize that I'd love for you to be my first and last choice.
Of a person who makes all the pain go away.
A person that makes the sun come out of the gray.
A beautiful person inside and out.
A girl all my own without any doubt.
Copyright © Anthony Johnson | Year Posted 2016