She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful for the way she thought. She was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful for her ability to make other people smile
High art on a mobile phone: The incredible photographs taken using only an iPhone that won in the seventh annual iPhone Photography Awards
A part of me wants timing to be on our side at some point but if you hurt me this badly without us being anything in your eyes then I can’t imagine the pain and heartbreak I’d go through if timing worked out for us and you left me all the same
for her the ocean was more than a dream, it was a place she needed to visit to find herself. and when she returned to the city, you could see the sun in her eyes, the wind in her hair, and the taste of the infinite salt on her lips. This is so true.
It is proof that scars run deep and have touched the soul. Do you wait patiently for the slightest bit of smile to reach her eyes. Do you long to see that flame that brightened these once sparkling eyes. I thought not.