You say you’re not beautiful because you don’t see the curves on the corner of your lips when you smile. You don’t see how you go through all the rough times so swiftly with your courage and strength. You don’t care enough to hear the sound of your voice when you laugh helplessly, the sound which helps me survive through all the hardships in my life. You don’t see yourself after when you end your favorite book and just sit there struggling to accept the fact that it has ended and you have to get out of it, as you reflect everything  which is written in the book upon yourself. You don’t see the light in your eyes when you’re happy, the light which lights up my life during the dark days.

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