Lily Of The Valley

It's extremely strange to imagine how it happened the first time as if depicted in a teenager who is intoxicated with love and blinded by love itself. It's apprehensive and bizarre, cause your mind is only on him, and as far as your eyes can see the world, your focal point is only the reflection of his corpse, which always leads the way and the commitment that the two of you have worked so hard to put together. If asked what is the thing that I want, maybe the answer is just the warmth of the person I want. The noise and boisterous people around me seemed to close my eyes and ears, and only focus on the figure of you holding my hand warmly. Asked me to walk side by side and side by side. A strange feeling with thousands of butterflies flying above my midsection, even my face is also starting to swivel red, cause the little attention you give is more influential in my consciousness which only focuses on the beauty of your veneer beside me.Sometimes finding what you want to find is very difficult, especially when it comes to love and affirmations, isn't that frightening sometimes? Cause maybe the greatest love of all is who the eyes can't see. In that word, there is an exception for you because you need to know, even though this world is filled with beautiful things, it will not be able to take my eyes off the gentle gaze of your eyes, which always give warmth and comfort as if they overshadow and merge into my soul, beautiful things that I always enjoy when I'm by your side.

In the autumn, I chew on pomegranate seeds with raspberry tea on my lips as I run through the blushing fields of lace daisies and tulips under a cotton candy sky. The beautiful scenery estabilished the floral smile. Mesmerized. All was peaceful, the wind breathes lonely, serene amongst the leaves. I soared past the air, through the cotton clouds and the vibrant candy skies. Honey dipped from my lips. Let me wander how enchanting the natural force.

I sigh under the golden apricot sun, then a stygian doe eyed maiden lies on the ground of the spontaneum field. My fingers curls curl on the ground beneath me. Nevertheless, my fingertips remained carmine from cherries. Sugary caramel bubbling from my laughter when my rosetted tones cheeks blemished from too many forgotten mornings to afternoons under the golden apricot sun. Feeling the alluring freedom in quietness.

Being yourself is a must for a person because it is a form of self-respect. If you can't appreciate yourself, how can you appreciate others? Everything we do comes from within ourselves. Prioritize respecting whatever we have inside of us. There is no need to feel inferior when someone says, "You are not good enough to be beautiful." Why? Since everyone has the right to argue, we also possess the right to not care about their judgment of us.

Do positive things regardless of who they are. We are prettyish in our way, and also, pretty is relative. Being gratified for what God has given us is simple, but it's hard for us to do because we always feel like we're not ample with everything God has given us. Therefore, it is preferable to focus on ourselves with what we have. Learning to receive yourself unhurried. Don't worry about how the world sees you; you've had ample of what you have now. It's preferable to focus on your career and prove to them that being prettyish is not the most crucial thing. Trying to be a successful person is more essential than being beautiful.