If only I saw life as to be as beautiful as you are then life wouldn't seem so bad worth living. Your eyes. Your hair. Your Lips. All of these features are in my mind remaining. Nothing seems worth living for, but the sight of your beautiful face. Everything seems to be gone and seems to hold no place. Whats the purpose of me being here if you are not here with me? I guess its to imagine the day we can. Imagine the day I can see. Life is short and ugly. You only get one chance to make it beautiful. When I look at you I keep that in mind and make that truth useful.
This poem is very beautiful. I like it.
-Nicole Esparza
It's hard to discribe your poem. It's very touching, for anyone. And that's why I like it.