Beauty.

Beauty is everything she’s longed for. He was a boy in love with a girl who wouldn’t give him a chance. She was girl who just wanted this strong friendship to stay that way, fearing that he would become just like all the others. Slowly, after late night phone calls of her crying and him just listening, they became a couple.

Beauty shines through the trees, spilling onto the dirt path. It’s as if the sun is reaching through and touching my face as I pass through the wooded area. I walk along in my summer dress with a melody playing around in my head. The sweet smell of his cologne is near and is making the tips of my lips curl up into a smile. When I open my eyes to find his looking at mine, I stop and his warm hand comes up to my face. Nothing else can break the calming silence right now, because nothing else is heard except for the rustling of trees and the sounds of lover’s heart beats.

Beauty is a word he uses to describe me. Although I deny it, he will never give up on it. He pulls me into his body and enfolds his arms around me. I let myself go, and he is the only one who has looked past everything and has seen a girl who has the potential to love, but whose heart is shattered and wounded. He saw me and he showed me very slowly and tenderly what a twisted world can quickly become a beautiful one with love.

 “Beauty should not be a size 00 model… beauty should be what makes you happy. It should that thing that keeps you in awe; it should be whatever you want it to be…” She says to him quietly, and with a kiss to her forehead, he reply’s “Then you are my definition of Beauty.”

Katie Perner

5.22.11