Beauty is not long hair, skinny legs, tanned skin or perfect teeth. Believe me. Beauty is the face of who cried and now smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee since you fell when you were kid, beauty is the circle when love doesn't let you sleep, beauty is the expression on the face when the alarm rings in the morning, it’s the melted makeup when you have shower, it’s the laughter when you make a joke you’re the only one who can understand, beauty is meeting his gaze and stopping understanding, beauty is your gaze when you see him, it’s when you cry for all you paranoias, beauty is the line marked by time. Beauty is what we feel inside which also shows outside us. Beauty is the mark the life leaves on us, all the kicks and caresses the memories leave us. Beauty is letting yourself live.
