Tuesday
you could tell in his eyes that he loved her so. every time she'd smile the world would shine. she had the ability to make even the worse days ok. her soft skin and button nose, her lashes went on for what felt like a century. those lips, don't get him started. he would dream about her lips until he was dead. her eyes spoke wisdom, not only from her life but wisdom within. every day was a good day she had no time to cry or waste. she lived as if every day could have been the last. she would cherish the ground he stepped on. just one look and she was swept right off the ground. the lovely words he would sing to her to put her to sleep. he always let her fall asleep first. she loved everything about him, especially his laugh. he makes her feel amazing, she knows she is so lucky to come home to him. one day she will be found dead on the living room floor with her smile in her right hand and her heart in the other. sometimes you can't have everything.
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