He doesn't have to buy me gifts to show his appreciation.
He doesn't have to act perfect around me.
He doesn't need to spill sweet words all the time.
He doesn't need to dress nicely or be someone he's not when I'm beside him.
And he certainly doesn't have to be perfect for me to love him.
-a.nguyen
YOU ARE READING
Broken
Poetry'I watched as you smiled at her the way you used to smile at me. And I knew at that moment I would rather die Than to see you with someone else'
