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I say a stranger is more inclined to tell you who you are, than you are to tell that stranger.
You stand in front of a mirror. You see the light rays bouncing off of this reflective surface to form the image which you have come to label as, you. The light rays bend and twist as they pass through the many prisms to collect the colors that are currently surfacing on your body.
But if you know anything about modern science, you would know that those colors you see...arn't really there.
You see blue; the light passes through the prism, conglomerating every color but blue.
You see white; light passes through yet again, only this time to conglomerate every single color known to form the pallid shade you know as white.
That is "color".
So why would you trust a mirror? It bends and refracts the light until finally the spectrum is so contorted your eyes can not tell what it's original form was. Mirrors should not be trusted.
You don't know who you are. Everyday you go through life, you ponder your irrelevant thoughts, and speak your nonchalant conversational words. But you never really see yourself. You never see yourself the way other people can see you; but, most importantly, you never see yourself the way I see you.
Believe me love, you underestimate yourself. Maybe you would understand who you truly are if one morning, you woke up looking into your own eyes. You have never done that. I have though. The only reason I have to ever sleep again, is because I know that one day I will wake up next to you.
I want to show you yourself. I want to show you the gleam in your eyes, and the faint smile that you have when you first awake.
You don't know who you are.
So I will tell you...
You are Beautiful.
You stand in front of a mirror. You see the light rays bouncing off of this reflective surface to form the image which you have come to label as, you. The light rays bend and twist as they pass through the many prisms to collect the colors that are currently surfacing on your body.
But if you know anything about modern science, you would know that those colors you see...arn't really there.
You see blue; the light passes through the prism, conglomerating every color but blue.
You see white; light passes through yet again, only this time to conglomerate every single color known to form the pallid shade you know as white.
That is "color".
So why would you trust a mirror? It bends and refracts the light until finally the spectrum is so contorted your eyes can not tell what it's original form was. Mirrors should not be trusted.
You don't know who you are. Everyday you go through life, you ponder your irrelevant thoughts, and speak your nonchalant conversational words. But you never really see yourself. You never see yourself the way other people can see you; but, most importantly, you never see yourself the way I see you.
Believe me love, you underestimate yourself. Maybe you would understand who you truly are if one morning, you woke up looking into your own eyes. You have never done that. I have though. The only reason I have to ever sleep again, is because I know that one day I will wake up next to you.
I want to show you yourself. I want to show you the gleam in your eyes, and the faint smile that you have when you first awake.
You don't know who you are.
So I will tell you...
You are Beautiful.