who would have thought it would hurt to see a smile.
or that a smile can achieve such pleasantly painful bliss.
you smile, i hurt.
the grooves of your dimples...deep enough to touch the deepest and blackest of wounds.
what a fool i was to think i understood the sentiments of the soul.
the more you think you understand, the more you end up being totally confused...stuck in a puff of smoke you urself puffed and let grow...
when your eyes morph into your smile, you look like a child not yet self concious.
you forget and i forget the world.
SNAP
back to reality, where a dream is useless...
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