There’s this tall, handsome, brave, strong, kind, depressed, smart, amazing guy. He holds me while I have mental breakdowns and anxiety attacks. He sees me for me and not who I try to be. He doesn’t know how much he has saved my life, because I have no idea how to tell him. He does so much for me without me having to ask. He knows when I’m sad, even when I don’t tell him. Without him I would have ...

**_I am still in school but I loved a girl for real i wish to marry her. In the first days i met her i called her sister and when i first looked her i felt like i had already looked her somewhere but i exactly don’t know where. I actually fell in love with her when i had actually seen her for the first time but i never realised it. Soon someone asked her to be his girlfriend and she actually accep...

Smiling eyes

The first

To give me

A warm hello

Lips curve

Waiting and

Wanting

A taste

Jawline

Built to

Hold his

Strong tongue

Brow

Mapped

With humor

And expression

Dark brown hair

And an

Irish red beard

Framing him

A glow

Of youth

Finds him

When

Friends arrive

Laughter

Fills his

Rosy cheeks

And

Bellows out

Nose

Scrunched

In thought

As

He listens

To a story

His c...

Have you ever seen someone smile that has dimples that make you want to smile even more and melts your heart every time? Well I have and let me tell you about the lone freckle on his right cheek and the way the light hits his flawless skin that I just want to hold in my own hands and look into his dreamy green eyes while his soft bouncy brown hair falls in his face making me want to sweep it throu...

I knew Charlotte’s face better than my own—the familiar curve of her lively smile, her strong jaw, etched in my memory like stone on a sculpture. Freckles dotted her sun-kissed skin like tiny constellations, tracing patterns now famous in the night sky. Her dark eyes held a quiet mystery in the shadows, but in sunlight, they glowed—a blend of green and honey, with flecks of gold hidden in shades o...

Your pretty face is perfect for your imperfections.

I love your smile lines and how they make the corners of your eyes wrinkle up. You say it makes you look like a Sharpei, I say it makes you beautiful

I love your nose - you think it’s too big, I think it’s you.

I love your beautiful, perfect smile.

I love your soft freckles - when I look at you up close I can see them.

Most of all, I lov...

Lets start with the hair. When i met her, her hair was blonde. Now she dyes it a dark red and keeps it oh so long. Her eyes are a blue that both clash with the dark red, yet compliment it so well. There are freckles on her face and acne too. The imperfections make her look real. Her facial features are dainty. So feminine. Her nose and mouth are small. Her lips turned up in smiles and jokes. Alway...

She was the face that haunted me every time I closed my eyes. Always there, welcoming me with open arms. Her long black hair that was so much like mine framed her face. Green eyes that twinkled like she always knew something we didn’t. Laugh lines that surrounded the corners of her eyes and the smile that was always on her mouth. She was always making jokes, trying to get everyone to join in. She ...

The face of someone I love is a canvas of warmth and familiarity. Their beautifully blue eyes sparkle with kindness and understanding, often crinkling at the corners with laughter. The gentle curve of their lips tells stories, each smile a moment shared. Their skin is smooth and radiant, reflecting a quiet strength. The way their brow furrows in concentration reveals depth and thoughtfulness. Ever...

I wish I could know your face with such conviction. I know the basics of course- sparkling blue eyes and blonde hair with flecks of gray. The structure is similar to my own. You have a mole on your right- no, left?- hemisphere, just below your hair line. Every so often you close your eyes and smile a big, eerie, nonsensical smile in the most mundane of moments. I wonder what goes on inside your mi...