09-10-2011, 04:36 PM
"It's only a theory. My friend Abraham was curious about you, because you reminded him of a race he'd known when he was human. They're called Snow Spirits. They're supposed to be part of the quadrangle of elements that the Greeks originally believed in; y'know, water, fire, earth, wind, all that jazz."
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!