Drowning in Poetry

Beauty

I find beauty
in almost everything,
even the smallest of them

There's beauty
in the way She dances
like nobody is watching

There's beauty
in how She doesn't want Him
to hear Her sing

There's beauty
in how He sees things about Her
that even She doesn't see

There's beauty
in the way She loves;
devout and complete

There's beauty
in the way She hides
because She doesn't want anyone
to see Her the way she sees herself

There's beauty
in the way all He wants for Her
is for Her to see herself
the way he sees Her

There's beauty
in how all She wanted
were friends she could call family,
another place She could feel at home

There's beauty
in the things they told eachother,
anything and everything

There's beauty
in how She thought
nobody could love Her

There's beauty
in the way He proved Her wrong

There's beauty
in the way She started to smile
each time She saw Him
simply out of habit

There's beauty
in how neither of them realized
they were falling in love
until it was too late

There's beauty
in the way He wanted
to give Her the world
without knowing that to Her,
He is the world

There's beauty
in how in Him She found
everything she ever wanted,
with Him, She felt like she belonged
with Him, She feels at home

There's beauty
in the way He kisses Her
in the same way she dances;
like nobody is watching