Poem To Make Her Smile Novels & Stories

she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday whenever I compliment her she won't believe me and its so its so that she don't see what I see but every time she ask me do I look ok? I say When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are and when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause your amazing just the way you are. oo her lips her lips I could kiss them all day if she let's me. and her smile her smile she hates but

Her already prominent cheekbones go way higher, that her eyes turn into thin, dark slits - her cobalt blue irises peeking through her thick and dark lashes. That was one of the reasons why he always wanted to make her smile, and laugh. Not only does she look so beautiful when she smiles - it was also making him feel things. Every time she does, he gets a feeling that's so eternal - that it outrages all his negatives into positives, it feels as if he was able to crack the most difficult and trickiest problems in the world, it feels like a warm, pleasant rush, like a bright, never-ending sunshine. It's a beautiful mix of sweet, blissful joy - K's smiles. He could have written better poems than

When I kissed her on the forehead, she suddenly opened her eyes astonishingly and started staring at me with an upset face. Seeing her like this makes me feel a little bit awkward and upset. I became hesitant and started thinking about what to say to her but all my thoughts vanished when I saw her again smiling. She happily chuckled looking at me. Seeing her smiling face, my heartfelt warmth. This is the first time she is smiling warmly at me. Now I can understand how it feels when your lover smiles at you. After feeling like this, I just want her to smile like this all her life, so I can see her beautiful smile. Today I promise myself, that I will try my best to keep her happy until my last

But then, it was the sun that does not want to lose to show off its power. While running the shop, I distracted myself by playing the guitar. I chose the song 'When I See You Smile' by Bad English. Of course, while imagining how Aisha blushed, Kacey laughed, and Julia took a shower. How else, their smiles stick to my memory. 'When I see you smile, I can face the world'. Looks like I just got stuck by a charm? "Hello," there was a child's voice.

He leaned in closer and whispered, “Smile.” She shut her eyes tightly, biting down on her lip. Slowly and painfully, her mouth curved upward into a forced smile. The screaming flowers went silent. She opened her eyes horrified and whispered, “No.” Her father's voice dripped with manipulation. “Yes. Even false smiles hold power. The world doesn’t care if you’re hurting inside; it only wants to see your teeth.” She stumbled backward, clutching her chest while her lips quivered against their will, trying not to frown—the smile felt like it was locked in place.

My little bird. But a simple gift isn’t enough to express the depth of my feelings. I yearn to see her smile—the kind that lights up her entire face, that spark of joy igniting the warmth in her deep brown eyes, casting away any shadows that might linger there. I want to hear her laughter, that melodious sound that dances through the air like music, a sound I find myself longing for more often than not. Above all, I want her to understand—truly and fully—that no one in the world could ever adore her with the same fierce devotion that I do.

She scowled, not appreciating his gesture and zeroing her gaze at him in a cold glare as she let out a small scoff from her lips. " I don't plan on looking like a clown today." "Oh you don't look like one. Besides, clowns make somethings beautiful, like beautiful jokes." he replied and she sneered. "You're one of those delusional individuals who think everyone who smiles actually have something beautiful within them?" "It's not being delusional it's a free healthy tip.” She gave a him small wistful laugh, running her eyes at him like he had lost his sense. "Smiles aren't all there is to make something look beautiful, that's a delusional thinking. Moreover, I don't need healthy tips. It's pa

I asked amused finishing my glass of champagne lifting another. "Not when it holds no resemblance to your real smile, anybody whose ever seen you smile will see right through it" she said, immediately grabbing the glass of champagne from my hand. "Your the only one who seems to know what I look like genuinely happy these days so I think I'll be fine," I replied her words meaning more to me than she would ever know. "But if not tell them you have a toothache, it would explain everything," she advised jokingly and I smiled watching as she took a sip from the glass she had recently taken from my grasp.

She said flashing a dazzling smile at him. Close your mouth, you stupid girl... or I will thwow something at you. " What a beautiful name, you look like a poem itself. " Ron said giving her one of his killer smiles. Idiot!!! Keep looking at that poem for the rest of your life... " Awww... And you are as bold and strong as your name. Why don't we meet for a coffee or something? " she asked going very close to him and batting her eyes at him. I glared at them. He smirked at me and turned to her.

She looked around in awe, a smile came to her lips, the moonlight reflecting off her eyes, "This is so beautiful." I nodded my head, my eyes roamed around then finally landed on her, everything was beautiful, "It is." She looked at me, her smile shone more than those stars in the sky. Time stops when she looks at me like that, my heart loses control as I stare at her unable to look away. Her smile alone brings back a million memories in a split second. Despite everything she've been through, she is still persisted to smile and that brightened up the saddest days i have lived.