Don’t tell me I am beautiful, but be with me when world arises against my opinion, be with me when I need that walk home during pouring rain, kiss me on the side-walk when everyone is watching and let me be myself in the battles of my life and decisions. Don’t tell me I am beautiful, but let my soul feel desired just like that, with no negotiation, or well learned lines, codes of action or anything else. Just be who you are: a stranger, worrier, saver, hero or a random person on the street. Just be who you are and make me matter.
Some random thoughts on http://hannahbrencher.com/2013/10/21/im-not-gonna-tell-you-that-youre-beautiful/.