She was
Different
She was very different from all the other
girls I met before.
Not to mention that she was beautiful, but
not like those girls in the magazines.
She was beautiful the way she thought.
She was beautiful for the sparkle in her
eyes when she talked about something she loved.
She was beautiful for her radar smile that
highlighted not only her face but the entire room and the ability to make other
people smile too, even when she was sad.
She was beautiful, deep down in her soul.
I don’t have to say much because she
already understands every part of me.
That is rare, and it’s something I cherish
deeply.
I did give my heart first … but only
because something in me recognized the king of girl who’d hold it gently,
fiercely, and true.
I am carrying two hearts now; it is because
loving you gave me the strength to.
And trust me, I would not want it any other
way.
You do not need to change anything to be
more beautiful in my eyes.
Tomshinsky@2025
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