They say that beauty is only skin deep-
But they’ve never met her
They haven’t seen her glow like I have
They say lightning doesn’t strike twice
I can still hope though-
No one can hope for her the way I can
They say I’m worthless and not up to par-
It never mattered to her; not at all
She loved me the way I am
They say I’ll never matter again
Maybe, Maybe I won’t
But at one time, I did
They say she’s perfect-
But they could never know
Nobody has seen how perfect she is, like I have
This one is to you X
Nobody will ever love you, like I did
i love love poems. this love for x is vigorous. question, if i may: why does the last line go: 'nobody will ever love you, the way i DID'? but x still loves the speaker the way s/he is.... still a golden work, king midas.
wow. this is great. i love the part that said she loved u the way u are. alotta people take that the wrong way u kno? they think that the people just accept the faults as part of the package and just 'love' you any way, but u mean she loved your faults as if they were positives. lucky-duck!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I appreciate the fact that you still talk about her. Most men dont bring that kind of stuff up. Especially if she was the one who left them. Keep up the awsomely sad poetry.