07-12-2013, 06:11 PM
She smiled widely, rubbing at an eye; dammit, crying would just make her eyes hurt worse.
Not being one who disliked public displays of affection, Neela threw her arms around him and hugged him hard. He was slightly shorter than she remembered, but she was fine with that.
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!