Everyone has eyes ,but A poet has a cute eye Simply because he looks Around differently ... A poet looks at things from A different perspective that Makes his feelings and his Emotions go elevated anytime ...
ارى العالم من خلالها و يرى العالم نوافذي الجميلة ... لبيتي نوافذه الجميلة التي تأتي اليها اشعاعات الشمس الجميلة كل يوم ... كنت و مازلت و سأظل ارى العالم من خلال نوافذ بيتنا ... البيت الذي لا نوافذ لها ما هو علبة فارغة ... احب بيتنا و احب نوافذه ايضا ....
Everyone says I'm too pretty for him. I don't care, since when have looks ever mattered to me? And he's not even ugly so take your opinion and shove it up your ***. Thanks.
I saw you flipping through the pages of a book And I thought to myself I'd do anything to be that book You were interested in it You took the time to read every line To understand each and every word The way your eyes stared in passion, curiosity, excitement... The way you smiled at the new information Everything I've always wanted you to do to me To actually want to know me... To actually want to understand who I am... To smile because you learned something new about me... To flip through my pages and learn about my life... Who knew I'd be jealous of a book?