#fromgaby

How do you consider someone beautiful through their face or body? What about the way she reads books? What about how she sips her coffee in the morning with her soft lips? What about the way she sits alone in the park just to feel nature’s manifestations? What about the songs she listens to when she rides the bus home from a long day? What about her dreams? What about the family she hopes to nurture one day? What about the tenderness of her shoulders when she lays sideways on the bed while sleeping to get away from the demands of life? What about the way her skin glows wrapped in white sheets? What about her smile when she looks at toddlers? What about the way she wears her combat boots while holding a book with one hand? When she laughs at the joke that old man told her in the train? What about the time she’s scared and fragile? When she complies to her angst and compulsiveness? The way she dances around to entertain her little brother? The way she looks at you when you aren’t looking.