It is ordinary to love the beautiful. It is beautiful to love the ordinary.
He was not hot. Or handsome.
He did not have a flawless face. Actually, he had freckles. And maybe a zit or two.
He did not have vivid, striking eyes. Or effortlessly styled blond hair. His eyes were just a ordinary blue, like clouds, and he had curly brown hair. Kinda like chocolate.
He was not on the football team, or the running team, or the swimming team. He did not see a reason to be.
He was not perfect, or beautiful. He was simply ordinary. Like a leaf compared to a rose. He did not stand out, not even a little bit. He has the kind of face that one could forget if you passed by in the hallways. He did not have many friends, just one, but one was enough for him. No one knew his name. They would forget it after they heard. He was a autumn leaf, falling beside a summer rose.
Anyone could love a rose, but it was hard to love a leaf.
YOU ARE READING
Loving the Clouds
RomanceRobin Knight has everything. A big house, money to spend, friends to adore, both parents, decent grades, she has a perfect life. No reason to worry, pain is just a word to her. She breezes by life with a smile on her face. Evan Weston has lost ever...
