(no subject)

Feb 24, 2006 00:32

The other night she showed me a slideshow of her grads. If Mark poorly composed any photograph, her eyes or her smile would surely erase any flaws. Her being my girl, you may take it as bias, but understand that I've seen hundreds upon hundreds of photos pass through my dad's studio over the summers and I know what the true beauty looks like.
And tonight as we watched films plan on the screen, she only struggles to keep awake because the beat of my heart is sending her elsewhere. Life is truly wondrous. Wondrous yes, but I do not wonder why. I'll just continue to be thankful. Goodnight world.
Previous post Next post
Up