I once met this beautiful girl
Who did nothing but
hide her scars.
She sighed and looked at me,
and I wiped a tear
from her rosy cheek.
I could see the sunlight
shining through them,
almost as bright as
her cornflower eyes.
I once met this beautiful girl
who did not know
the meaning of euphoria,
but was best friends
with insecurities.
I once met this beautiful girl
who I kissed every morning
just to see her bright smile
drown the room.
I once met this beautiful girl
Who visits me at dawn
with a faint whisper.
So I promised her
that I would visit her
every morning the sun shines down
on her tomb.