09-16-2012, 06:05 PM
"I'll take a couple. Who wants feathers?" She opened the envelope and put it next to the box, getting her line ready. She stuck a worm on the hook, then a black and yellow feather and cast the line in before plopping down comfortably in the mud.
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!