She is beautiful. Her graceful confidence makes her shine brighter than the sun. Her inner strength makes her beautiful inside and out. She stands up for what is right with confidence. Her strength lies in her faith which is immense.
I envy her beauty, her grace, her confidence. I envy the way she is attentive to everyones' needs. She is aware and cares for anyone when they are hurting. She knows just what to say and do to comfort someone.
Her laugh is sweet and unique which makes others want to join in her happiness. Her smile is bright and cheerful, and it expresses her joy. Her eyes sparkle like the moon when she is happy. She is talented in many ways and finds joy in what she loves.
When she sees him, her eyes light up. She smiles with joy and laughs when they talk. He makes her happy. I enjoy watching then from a distance, watching her attitude and smile. I love seeing her childish joy when he is around.
I envy her compassion and love towards others. I envy her beauty and confidence. I envy the strength of her faith and her great love and dedication to God.
But, I know she is not always happy. I know she is not ever hurt. Even though she puts up a strong facade, I know she is hurting. She feels pain no one should have to experience, yet she holds onto her faith. She hides her pain and pretends that she is perfectly fine, but I know she cannot be fine.
I wish to comfort her, to make everything alright. I am not able. I wish to take her pain on my own shoulders, but I know that I could never handle it in the way she does, with such strong faith.
I envy her true beauty and strength.
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Happy Birthday, Eliza!
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Tales of a Dreamer
Short StoryA bunch of random, mini stories I come up with randomly. I promise I do not need help. I write from emotions that I feel, and I intensify them. I am a perfectly happy individual who just needs a place to express my emotions. Don't worry, enjoy!
