Her heart was like a plate of gold.
She was the summer breeze and winters skis.
The thought of being vulnerable to her makes my heart race but here it goes. I couldn't give her anything she didn't already have
She's independent and honest.
I adore that about her.
What she wants she will work towards it.
She causes men get down on their knees at the sight of her.
men crumble but not I.
I gather my strength and surpassed them.
I may stand out but honey. If our lives were a canvas I'd be a smudge of paint and you be a master piece.
P.s I really need to do some editing so I'm going through my stuff hopefully making it better.
