Love

I love the way 

that you look 

at me with 

your eyes soft,

lips tender.

I love the way 

that you look

sitting on

your bike,

your bad a*s self

I love the way

that you look

when I catch you

doing something

that might be boyish

I just love you

and 

I am sorry 

for hurting you

and letting you down. 

Reviews

[An Ordinary Woman]

aw honey....ur way too hard on yourself. Your writing still rocks, tho.