Rotting Beauty
If someone were to ask me why I'd choose you, its because no one has the intention to look perfectly stunning and cause my heart to ache the way you do. Because love only happens once in our lifetimes, and we won't ever understand it till we fall in love then fall apart, and for some reason, I want to fall with you, a mess full of rot and hopelessness, but there's still an odd beauty about the way your eyes shine when you smile, and that's enough to make me lose my mind.
This poem is about:
Me