You are the most beautiful person i have ever seen.
The depth of your voice, the eyes that stare at a fixed point, the innocency you carry; flashes in front of me. Your pain hits me, your ignorance bothers me, your smile curses my mortality and even your lies seem sweet in the cup of bitter tea. I don't know if I will ever be able to pick myself up from the bin of the memories spent staring at you with my inner voice crying to hold your hand; tigthening the grip of the bond and loosening over the teared skin on your palm and say that I will always support you. Even after knowing the secrets you have been hiding. Because, you are beautiful. And I love being with beautiful people.