Beneath Your Beautiful

Beneath Your Beautiful

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My phone lit up, the screen says Benjamin. When I open the message he text me, 'Goodnight Darcie, I love you'. How can trust that he really loves me for me? Does his definition of beautiful mean my outside or inside beauty? Can I trust him? These are all of the questions that run through my head as I send back, 'Goodnight Ben, I love you too.'
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"Do you trust me?" He asked. And at that moment, everything else disappeared. I looked at the beautiful boy in front of me, whom I'd never really spoken too until tonight; the boy that made me feel so embarrassed I wanted to disappear, the boy that kept to himself so much, people only knew his name. Did I trust him? Everything inside me urged to say no, it was irrational to believe that I did. I didn't even know him. But for some reason, the words came out without hesitation. "I trust you."

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