Don’t ask me if you are beautiful
for what I see with my eyes
can be deceived, flaws can be obscured
But when
I see your heart cracked open
spewing, bleeding,
you show me its worth saving
When I hold your heart in my hands
I feel it beating stronger
I will tell you that you are beautiful
Not for what I see
But rather, for who you are
And how your soul
vibes with mine
