Coz i'm not your definition of beauty.

I have always had the feeling of being ugly until I met you. You made me believe that being attractive is more than just the face and the body, you had me hooked into your soul that I thought you, too, are looking right through mine. But I was wrong.

There were times that talking to you makes me feel like i'm talking to half of my soul, a soul that I lost somewhere on my way to where I am right now, but it was all games to you. You, being a person you portray you are, made me realize that humanity still has hope when I thought there's none left. But I was wrong again.

You made me think that there is someone, like you and me, out there waiting for the right one to come along and love our hearts out till we run out of blood pumping out of it. That the stories told when we were young about a beautiful lady falling in love to an ugly guy surely has basis, and maybe, just maybe, they really ended happily ever after. I thought you looked pass the norm of beauty when you know I've shown you all the beauty I have as a person but I was wrong again and again.

The beauty you see is what meets the eye and all I have to offer is the beauty you'll never see but feel. A beauty that touched your soul and a beauty that last. Sorry, I was never your definition of beauty.