Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say. People have their preferences and their dislikes, their traumas, and their fears, yet everything and everyone is touched by the love of even one person, a someone. It's just the way it is, and so, at the end of the day, no one is left behind if we train our eyes to see beauty in all there is. Lastly, sometimes we all want is to be loved the way we love. A short poetry.All Rights Reserved