Beautiful You

Sometimes it’s nice to hear it…
I never felt beautiful,
I always felt empty,
I walked along a deserted self,
A being that did not exist,
There was a smile on my face,
A note on my door, an empty bed,
A ring on my finger,
But no one to touch,
Why did you leave,
How long do you plan on being gone,
Are you out there, I need you,
There are no messages on the phone,
The mailbox is empty,
Won’t you call, write, don’t whisper,
I won’t hear you,
Won’t you just tell me I’m beautiful,
Will you mean it, do you care.

By Sarah Johanson
Published: 1/29/2008

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