The smile on your face,
The tears you don’t let it grace.
Can’t you see
That feeling broken
Doesn’t mean that you are weak?
…
The grin that covers your eyes,
The agony you keep at bay.
Can’t you tell
That she doesn’t want you
And I’ve been under your spell?
…
The chuckle that escapes,
The fear that you radiate.
Just hold my hand.
Even if you don’t love me
I’ll be brave ’til the end.
…
Just for you.
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I love your poems! I remember reading Hey Courtney and just falling in love with the ways the words flowed and spoke such a powerful message.
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Thank you SO much! That means a lot coming from you.
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