It's always the beauty, that kills the beast.
And turns the beast, into something beyond beauty.
With the magic spell of love.
That we all dream about, from childhood.
We all have those fairytale perfect stories.
And that one silly human makes those stories real.
Not with their literary description of extensive qualities.
But with those cute imperfections, with those sweet flaws.
It is that love, that completes us.
And turns the beast, into something beyond beauty.
With the magic spell of love.
That we all dream about, from childhood.
We all have those fairytale perfect stories.
And that one silly human makes those stories real.
Not with their literary description of extensive qualities.
But with those cute imperfections, with those sweet flaws.
It is that love, that completes us.
No comments:
Post a Comment