gentle smiles

never understood why people craved love Until he touched my hand like I'd shatter if he held it to hard I felt my heart become heavy My mind cloud My cheeks warm My eyes widen as I looked at him His smile.. His beautiful smile He smiled like he actually liked me It was hard to believe He liked someone like me I am broken Abrasive Sensitive Emotional But... He looked at me like I was a beautiful freshly grown rose Like I had sprouted my petals and they were the most beautiful award winning things he'd seen His blue sea eyes staring into my brown soil eyes He was painting his love on my heart with his smile His smile healed some part of me I didn't know needed healing He made me feel ...nervous I remember his laugh the sweet sound of it I wish I recorded it So I could listen to it every night to remember how it made me feel He'll never know the day he smiled at me I transformed From a broken canvas To a beautiful art piece I wonder if he writes poetry about me If he did I'd break down and cry No one will love me as much as he does