Beauty isnt a shape, a color, a sound, or any other physical attribute a person or thing has.
Its a concept.
A simple word lost from in between chapped lips can sound just as beautiful as a paragraph carefully dropped from the peak of your red lips that silences the entire crowd.
You are beautiful.
The way you speak, whether you believe it or not, will be the most mesmerizing thing a person has ever heard and the way you move will intoxicate them in a trance of hazy love.
You are someone's something.
You are not just a whisper lost in the breeze of a busy world. You are not just 'nothing' in a world of somethings.
You are beautiful.
The way you live will be someone's salvation. You will love someone just as much as they love you because you are beautiful.
Beauty is a concept. There is no specific design to beauty, its not a building with blueprints that you can follow.
It comes in different shapes and sizes and colors that come together to form a mass of beauty.
Because
You are beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
Falling Up
PoetryA collection of poems about me falling in the wrong direction, and me falling in love with the wrong person.
