The world was black and white, but then I saw her. My mom, my mom is the most beautiful woman I know. Raven black hair, that catch brownish highlights in the sun. The warmest honey brown eyes, that always make me feel safe and loved, at top of that a gentle glorious smile, that lights up the room with sparkles and a warm embrace of motherly love. Everytime my mom brags about feeling ugly, it makes...
(This is practically for all the female figures in my life, particularly my mom and two sisters. It’s also a reminder for anyone who needs to hear it. Living is hard and if you make it through the day, you’ve already accomplished a lot! You are resilient!)...
I never saw this person but I heard a little girl talking about him: she could’t see his face properly because he was really tall, but his voice was kind and gentle, his hands were slender and warm, and he was wearing a green jacket, now it doesn’t belong to him anymore, he gave it to her due to the biting cold that gripped that place....
A smile that blossoms from your heart, and eyes comparable to rain, with hands that are made to help, you’re the kind of indescribable that makes me want to understand you more than anything....
