beautiful
I am not the beautiful
most people think of,
jaw dropping and 'ooh, ahh' -ing kind of beautiful
I am beautiful in that
I love hot chocolate or a cup of good tea
to curl up with a book,
listen to rain,
wrap myself in the warm embrace of someone
I wear sweatpants and flip flops
enjoy old records
I love to listen to others and
hear their whole story
I love light pink and writing
and I'm forgetful and shy
all these things make me beautiful
I may not be stunning
but I love a good thought
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