The Ones Called Angels

The inconsistencies of women, flaws and such
Lost in translation with a simple smile and touch
Their hearts like ships on emotional waves tossed to and fro
God damn me for the amount of them I’ve been blessed to know
Rejecting all who will love them most to love those who will love them less
Branding them either God sent or notoriously heartless
Valiant souls possessed by erroneous choices
Constantly causing our hopeless hearts to make either dreadful or beautiful noises