Descriptions

..smile

There was a smile.
A smile with silver string. A smile that was always real, no matter how small

There were eyes.
Eyes of melted honey. Eyes that looked after you, even when they were closed.

There were lips.
Lips as red as sunburn. Lips that were the most perfect part of him.

There were arms.
Arms to carry your soul. Arms that held you together.

There was a voice.
A voice of huskiness. A voice that echoed the child inside.

But there was a smile.
A smile with silver string.
A smile that was always real, no matter how small.

A smile that might break my heart.