It’s an ache that grows inside
\nA sweet suffering of innocent hope
\nOf happiness rippling in pooling tears
\nYours smile plays like an infant on my mind
\nWhile I wait for the flaws in my personality to protest
\nOnly to find it silenced upon hearing the kindness in your voice
\nAnd seeing the soft light in your eyes
\nI am speechless and torn apart
\nWatching you make the ordinary too beautiful to bear.<\/p>\n
-Written with a few borrowed lines from the TV series Mad Men<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It’s an ache that grows inside A sweet suffering of innocent hope Of happiness rippling in pooling tears Yours smile plays like an infant on my mind While I wait for the flaws in my personality to protest Only to find it silenced upon hearing the kindness in your voice And seeing the soft light … <\/p>\n