Ugly
A wise person once said, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I found that hard to believe until I met you. You pushed past my ugly, looked past my thorns that pricked you each and every time you touched them. And when others frayed, you stayed . You stayed and you nourished and you watered me and in return you grew a rose. Thank you.
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