beautiful thief



I’ll never be as beautiful as she.

Her smile alone makes them fall.

She is everything I ever hoped to be.

But they never answer my call.



There was a boy that used to come around.

Meeting him was like meeting Ryan again.

I felt like he wanted to be found…

So immediately, I gave in.



I began pursuing this ‘miracle’ of mine…

While she was gone away.

His eyes were glowing; he seemed fine…

He consumed my time almost every day.



Then, one day we went to see an old friend.

There she was…beauty in vein and sadness.

Sitting there rocking enveloped in sin.

I knew then that I had been defeated through madness.



Then he began lying about where he was staying.

She claims he proclaimed his adoration for who she was.

My broken heart began paying…

For believing I could be better than she was.



I liked another guy too…

A hobbit may be what he would be called.

But, he liked her more, which I knew he would do.

Now, he’s feeling the fall.



Most of the people I’ve liked, I’ve lost to her face.

Her beauty is not love, but lust.

I could never possess her qualities or her taste…

I also cannot find trust.



But a new hope calls to me,

Something that I begged for in my past.

This blue-eyed boy is back & he’s free…

But my heartbreak still lasts.



I still see the spark in his eyes whenever he looks her way.

But this time I’m up for the fight.

I’ll try to be perfect and find the right words to say…

Conquering him would take my last breath; but I believe I might.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was about a guy who I had a thing for when I was 16 or so. He liked my friend Trish, instead of me.

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