AN: For Paula because she loves this pairing and convinced me to try. Love me. Also for If You Dare (221. Lived)
I.
There is a girl who has lived her life, content with being a
pretty face.
Maybe she's never been brainy. Maybe she's always been a bit
use(less)
but she's always had her looks, and that has always been enough.
Now her looks are
g-o-n-e
and she's no longer a pretty girl.
She is the girl who has lost her meaning, lost her
purpose.
Now, she is just another tragic war story,
just another lost soul, hopeless and
g.r.a.s.p.i.n.g.
for sometimes that makes sense, living her days as the
scarred girl.
II.
There is a girl who has lived a life of
(im)possibilities,
greeting even the darkest days with a warm heart and a smile.
Maybe the war has changed her. Maybe there is a
glimmer of pain
beneath her smile, but she has always been a strange girl, the eternal
_optimist_
ever believing in the beauty of life, never letting the ugly
b/r/e/a/k
her spirits or crush her hope.
III.
The strange girl doesn't see a scarred girl.
She doesn't see a poor, tragic
victim.
Beauty
she says
You have beauty in your soul.
And the scarred girl doesn't quite believe her. All she sees is
miserableflawedugly.
But the words sound so sweet on the strange girl's tongue
and the scarred girl lets her hold her, let's her whisper
beautybeautybeauty
into the kisses until she believes.