Being Beautiful  

heavensent1123 52F
447 posts
9/28/2005 6:06 am

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4/23/2006 3:40 pm

Being Beautiful


We're sitting there, watching a movie that you brought over, Carlitos Way to be exact. I sense you watching me, from the corner of my eye I very shyly look over to find that my sense has proved accurate. I very briefly wonder what you are thinking, your gaze so intent upon my face. I don't have to wonder for long, it's almost as if you know what I'm thinking. There has never been any secrets between us, you know the good and the bad and accept me for who I am, with no judgement. You tell me very softly, I love looking at you from the side, I ask you why, you tell me because I think your beautiful. I very briefly for a split second think about the small scars on the side of my face, the ones nobody but me really seems to notice, but I notice them every day.

I have no idea why but I believe you, when you tell me I'm beautiful, others have told me the same but for some unknown reason it didn't matter as much, what you think matters. I find myself thinking beyond the next few months, I haven't done that before, but caution tells me take it slow, one day at a time, don't rush things, be sure. People aren't who or what they appear to be, so take it slow.

AltumHunksUnite 53M

9/28/2005 2:39 pm

It sounds like you're doing a lot better. That's good.

Let me drive. I like the view


SirMounts 102M

10/27/2005 1:34 am

you believe because... He, believes.


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