Angels

If Angels ever had a human form, I believe her to be an example

She is so much more than what she seems, her appearance is simply just a sample

Her eyes, oh I don't know, they just look straight through my skin

And tear down my insecure walls, as if they were ever so thin

But what kills me the most? I'll say it's her smile

And her laughter I hear, her voice drives me wild

She knows exactly what I'm thinking, and I hope she hears when I say this

That it was only after I met her, did I believe Angels truly exist