Beautiful people, living lives just as complex as my own.
I would love to know those beautiful people, I would love to understand and be like them.
When one of the beautiful people speaks to me, my heart jumps. I am happy
There was a time, I was in a white room, and I could not be with any of the beautiful people, but only alone.
When I go o the grocery store, I see people, and I want to connect with them, but I don't know how.
When I walk down the street, and I see someone driving a car, I wish I was riding in the car with them, talking to them.
When someone is on the phone, I wish I had someone to talk to like that.
Beautiful people. Beauty I will never get close to.
Like glowing lights floating in the vast darkness, that I can never touch.
Like flowers in a field I can never smell the aroma of.
You evade me, but I love you.
I love you more than I can describe.
You beautiful, beautiful, people.
I feel an urge to hug you, but I hide it because you wouldn't understand.
I want to hear your heartbeat
I want to learn who you are
When I see tears on a beautiful person's face, it hurts my soul.
Old people, young people, men, women, babies, all colors of the rainbow, all so beautiful
I just wish, that I could be beautiful to.
