02-18-2008, 03:44 PM
"Someone set the stove on fire last night, they're still scraping everything off." Lennox set the pitcher and plate down and picked the water bowl up, cracking a window open and dumping the water out before setting it back down and refilling it with water.
Isibel walked in, shutting the door, and she walked over. "Um, I'm having trouble reading this again. There's more words I can't read." She looked sad.
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!