In nobody's eyes but mine.
This was supposed to be private, but then part of me said "..fuck it!" So yeah.
I know I'm not the person you want to tell you you're beautiful, but here I am, and I can't hold it anymore.
You're beautiful, every part of everything you have is amazingly gorgeous.
I might not be the richest girl in the universe, I might not have anything to my name. Actually, I don't have anything. All my clothes are overused, my shoes are dirty, my house is small and I have to walk everywhere because I don't have a car. But you know what? I don't care that I have to walk miles before hitting my college. I don't even care if I had to do it every day for the rest of this month, this year, or my life. I wouldn't care, if with walking I could be able to give you anything you want.
Obviously, I can't give you oceans or stars. But doesn't the thought count? All I can do is get the link to a very pretty photo, or to a song and share it. That is my way of showing you that everytime I see something beautiful, it reminds me of you.
I keep daydreaming of having you. In my bed, in my backyard, in the shower. I need to touch you, and kiss your forehead and lips, tell you how beautiful you are to me in person, bring you seahorses, books, cd's, old pictures, drawings. Put a snail in your face and kiss the trail it makes. Trace your skin with my finger, loving every cell. I'm dying, it hurts not being able to give you everything I could have, everything I have, promise you anything you want.
It's an error, it's my downfall, the worst thing that's happened to me. You are the worst thing that's happened to me. And yet, you are the most beautiful human being on earth. I miss you.