That smile

Tossed and tangled - hot mess doesn't even scratch my surface.

Scratch my skin it's paper thin, lined with my unconfident confidence.

Am I worth it?

Am I worth her?

Because she puts the able in unbelievable and I am able to do everything when she smiles.

And God damn she smiles a lot.

Scarred and torn - b***h don't even get me started.

Stating for the fact of non that I am completely in love with her,

Completely terrified of her.

For she can hurt me the most, and my level isn't up to that

My heart that the glue is still drying from can't handle that.

But God, her smile makes my blood rush.

Tired and beaten - my eyes have seen too much.

My head has thought too much.

About her,

About us...

The good, the bad, tomorrow, today, a month, a year.

It's all on replay, and I wonder how much I'll get to live out.

Hopefully all with her beautiful smile.

Reviews

[V. W. Wilhelmina]

Lovely :) Especially the heart/glue metaphor, and the swearing makes the poem feel very relatable and real.

[Jamestown]

Wow, sounds like infatuation. That can be scary, good luck hope everything goes well.
Thanks for sharing, PTL!