Sacrificial Smile Poem by Abby Bilan

I've been trying to forget,
But every time I recall, I regret.
That sacrificial smile I see,
Is what I only have to move on, as a key.

Why do I have this smile?
To band the bald like a tile?
Yes, same as to heal my wounded heart,
And find the healer to carry my cart.

My first smile at him,
Past, the very special moment scheme.
I've expected much,
But it leaded to my disappointment's touch.

All the memories are at hold,
But never untold.
Not in words, but in emotions.
Why later, I could forget my love's devotions.

But in the second thought,
I realized that I've brought
My sacrificial smile
To raise my pride
According to love, I'll be his bride.
Forever, I'm his'