Those quite lovely eyes that hold such bright, delicate features and emotions which represent rejuvenation, like a gust of fresh, gentle wind. Her eyes that only see one man now and it’s not me.
The cute little button nose, that suits her entire face and petite features, from body to face. Her nose that used to touched my nose before whenever we feel like won’t happen ever again.
The perfect imprint lips she has, not too thick, but they’re not too thin, that I feel like dreaming when I look at her pouty lips that are not timid. Her lips that should be kissing me, can’t be mine.
Those stunning and simply breath-taking smiles, the way her little eyes turn upward and her rosy cheeks light up, as she walked down the aisle to the altar. Her smiles, she only smiles for him now and not for me
