Beauty
- MCD
- Oct 7, 2016
- 1 min read
Beauty is only something that can be found in the grasp of another.
The beauty of looking at someone just after you kiss them and they smile and you know, in that moment, with blistering clarity, that they will never smile like that for anyone else.
They may smile at another lover but for you and you alone, that piece of them is freely given, and you have that to hold onto.
There is, however, the reverse side, the twisted, gnarled and tragic beauty of heartbreak. Seeing those same eyes, hazel but red rimmed, as the tears bunch beneath them and you see the dagger bite deep within them. It’s horrible but it is the beauty of destruction.
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