A Gentle Reminder

A boy worth your heart will make you smile,

With laughter that lingers mile after mile.

His hands should hold, not let you fall,

His words a refuge, a love that calls.

He’s meant to leave your lipstick askew,

With kisses soft, his love shining through.

Not tears that streak down your delicate face,

But joy that lifts, a warm embrace.

Let him ruin your blush, not your eyes,

Paint your days with sunny skies.

For love is tender, not meant to scar—

Choose the boy who heals, not mars.