Her Smile
Where do I start?
Where will I end?
Will I even know?
Getting played like a fool,
knowing I was being cast aside.
To me, love is what you make it.
And thinking I wont be able to get through it
is called Betrayal.
Keeping all my romantic ideas in my head in a locked file,
Shutting the door to let no one see my weakness
I struggle with the outside problems.
Then,
I discover her smile.
Her love and joy keeps me going.
Her beautiful style,
And her childish attitude,
Gets my heart pumpin’ and...