Pocket Reflections

Little Ruminations on Beauty

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Ordinary? (Or Extraordinary?)

I keep thinking about what you said about being just an ordinary girl. Calling you, Dyet Delfin, ordinary is like calling Michelangelo an itinerant, dive bar napkin doodler.

I am not exaggerating when I say that you are the most beautiful girl I have ever beheld. And now that I have gotten to know you a bit, I can truthfully say there is more to you than meets the eye.

You are much more than just another pretty face.

No matter what happens here, I will find lasting contentment in knowing that there is someone like you in the world.