Regardless

You are sitting across from me looking down on your phone.

With tears filling up your eyes trying or you looking for someone to give you comfort but no one can handle your pain, your beauty, your heart, your anger, your regrets, your dreams, your smile, your laughter, your perfume, your style, your intelligence, your non boujee ass.

So you hide behind your phone, you hide your insecurities with make up and filters but you don't realize that those masks you hide behind, you're hiding your true beauty that I can only see.

When your phone fades down to its last fake persona it gives you, its last attempt to make you feel glad with all the filters, the plastic and make up on your face. You realize you need to look up and start loving yourself with pain but you can't with those golden tears rushing down your cheeks like a river.

All you need is someone to talk too. Someone who can understand you. Someone's how's there for you. Someone…

I've been looking at her for a while now. She gets even more beautiful every time I look up. I think I should say something

"Hi. You're really beautiful and I love the smell of your perfume. How do you take care of your skin like that? You're glowing. I'm sorry to intrude. My name is MellowSoul and your beauty attracted me to you. I'd like to get to know you, what type of person you are. Can I have that opportunity?"

-@MellowSoul 🥀