C.B. pt. 2
You were beautiful,
hansome downplays the way your eyes glare into my innermost being.
At the news that you were leaving,
my hardened heart started to fracture at the corner.
your blue eyes, your dark hair,
you were too good to be true
now my hope shatters like glass on concrete,
similarly to how your freckles scatter across your nose and cheeks.
Oh what could have been
yet what will never be.
your broad shoulders comfort me,
i havent felt quite this safe before.
your gentle voice, your kind tone
i shall only hear for a short while more.