all about a smile
I tell her she is beautiful
I praise her beauty, her little eyes, her perfect nose, those curves made by her lips.
She again smiles.
and I hate that smile.
actually not that smile, but the reason for it.
I’m the reason she smiles like that.
I hate that she smiles every time I try to confess my love for her.
She smiles because she doesn’t know what to say.
She feels awkward because she doesn’t feel the way I do.
and the best thing she considers to do at that moment is to smile.
and of course it feels bad to see that smile.
had it been the other way
that she smiled like i do
for her, to let her know how much i adore her,
I’d have died for that smile because that would my favorite smile in the whole world.
Her smile is the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen.
but she smiles cause she doesn’t love me
she smiles cause she feels weird
she smiles cause she wants to ignore my feelings without saying a word
and i hate to say but i hate that smile