I think you are beautiful.
I sit here in front of my laptop’s piano gloss and think for a moment of what I want to say to you. The person reading this.
I think you’re beautiful. I don’t know who you are, and I don’t know what you look like. But if you sat with me for awhile, and we laughed over something we had in common. I’d look right at you, and realize you’re beautiful.
Even If there’s a moment of silence when we realize we’re completely different, I'd find you interesting and think; that you're beautiful.
From your hair. To your toes.
Thanks for listening.
5 comments:
*gasp* I didn't know you thought of me that way. *shivers*
AHAHA!! oh my gosh. I miss you weh.
@Jaryl - OHMIGOSH!!! Lerry and I burst out into uncontrolled - well, laughter is probably the more polite word here - when we read this. Thanks for making our day.
@Joseph - ignoring Jarly's comment. Beautiful post. No seriously. I want to read more of this kind of posts! I want more! I want more. =]
Oh mannnnn you are indeed now my Peer friend more than ever. Thank you Jo. It is a good piece, especially if you meant it.
AWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwww...... Joooo ~~
who is this lucky girl I want to know ...
true that, if u meant it, its one of the sweetest things I've read. I really like this one...
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