02-07-2006, 07:59 PM
"Alright, I guess."
*back at the house*
Miya was trying to sleep, but was unable to get rid of the earlier feeling of being watched. She kept shivering whenever she thought of that strange noise.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!