And the blue of her eyes
Was always my paradise.
The way she laughed,
Fooling everyone just enough.
Crying to comfort me
Hugging my neck tightly.
How can I not love you?
Cuteness in her eyes,
Kindness in her heart.
Being princess is not a thing,
But a thought.
Crying over opinion is like crying over onions,
Why is this your only opinion?
Loving her isn't an option,
Being her isn't a solution.
Blue tears turn into gold roses,
The roses are glowing like cocaine does.
White lotuses and pink roses,
Best wishes from life's dreary tone.