You! You are really beautiful.
Yes, I know. They’ve all said that
May be. But who meant it?
No doubt you’ve got an infectious smile, deep expressive eyes, well carved out lips to that beautiful face, you’ve them all.. but your heart …
…writing a poem, are you?
Wait, let me finish! Your heart is pure gold and it reflects you could fit the world inside there. It's not blood but your pulse, it is love. It's the ache of the world in your chest. You really are beautiful.
So why would it hurt this much?
To love and hurt for the ones you love.
For, or to just get hurt?
I don't need it then.
Nobody but everybody does.
But my heart doesn’t seem my own now, it's ...
...everybody else's, I know!
Something wrong with me?"
Yes! You are more beautiful than most in the world.
How is that a problem?
The nicest problem you ever could have
But I can't be.
You definitely are.
How are you so sure?
Because I know and mean it.
How do you know? I never did anything as beautiful.
You are someone who made me believe that' it’s good to be yourself, and still be loved.