09-10-2008, 06:00 AM
Killie pulled her head out of her bag, wincing as her neck cri'cked, and she shut the DS off, putting it in a cushioned pocket of her bag and stretching her arms above her head. "So, how was your weekend, Infri?"
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!