Reader. Writer. Romantic.

To the prettiest girl

It is not your eyes
But what they hide
It is not your lips
But what they say
It’s not your words
But what they mean

To look beyond the surface
To realize
That there’s more to you
Than meets the eye
Is to grow
And to break free
From patriarchy’s constrictive mould

And it took loving you
For me to see

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