Just For Me
Every time I walk towards her
She puts the sadness away on the back of her exhausted
eyes,
Scrolls down the emptiness of her gaze back to her
heart.
Then she slightly inclines her head,
Her short hair lands softly on her shoulder like there is
no gravity around her neck...
She closes her eyes…
And even if the scars of years and years of tears
Haven’t healed yet
She stretches out her cheeks to give me
The most beautiful smile I had ever seen.
This is the greatest thing someone did for me ever.
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