It actually rhymes, and took me around 2 periods to write... God, I love my Theasaurus Anyway, on with it.
Matt's POV --------
With your rosary around your neck,
And the way you don't give a heck.
With eyes blue like a ghost,
Which in itself is enough to scare most.
With your hair a golden yellow,
I know it can only be you, Mello.
But it's too late,
As you walk out the gate.
Leaving me alone once more,
Leaving me lonely, tired, and sore.
It's too much to bare,
And I'm well aware,
That I shouldn't care.
I can't help it though,
I just want you to know,
My feelings are deep,
And they're something I'll keep.
I Couldn't Care less,
If your face is a mess.
It's still you, Mello.
With your rosary around you neck,
And the way you don't give a heck.
With eyes blue like a ghost,
Which in itself is enough to scare most,
With your hair a golden primrose,
A color that nearly glows.
A face that is now filled with scars,
And still more beautiful than the stars.
With your hair a golden yellow,
I know it's still you, Mello.