My Midget Narrative

Her deep green eyes held a story. A story of hatred and disgust. Her bright red lips told another one. A story of disgust and vengeance. But he believed neither. He peered into her heart and there he found the most beautiful story of love. She was beautifully broken. Perfectly imperfect. She was that full of flaws that she made anyone actually believe that she was flawless because she loved her imperfections and cherished every single one of them. She was a whirlwind of words and her mind was terrible. There was constant war going on between her mind and heart. If her emotions were colours you would see a beautiful masterpiece. She was chaos and she was harmony. Altogether she was a beautiful disaster.