09-10-2011, 08:34 PM
"Um, no thank you, madam, I would much appreciate a glass of water in lieu of food." He bowed his head. "I would smile but I'm physically incapable of it." He gingerly sat down on the edge of the couch and sat with his hands in his lap, much like a prim lady would. He was an odd one.
"You're such a girl," Batty muttered.
"I am not." He cleared his throat and looked at Ana. "Yes, I am the "mythology guy" and I'm almost certain I've met those of your kind in the past."
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!