12-13-2013, 06:54 PM
"I know." She leaned over and kissed him sweetly. "You had better promise me that you won't do anything ridiculous when we deal with you-know-what. I know you can't..." She didn't finish the sentence, "but I don't want to see you in a coma for months."
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!