Her Beauty

You’re the kind of beautiful that feels like it belongs in a poem — soft, powerful, unforgettable. You’re the kind of person that makes others believe in magic again — not the kind in fairy tales, but the real kind, the kind that lives in rare hearts like yours. You have this way of making everything feel okay, even when it’s not. I don’t know how you do it, but when you listen, when you just are you — it’s like the whole world slows down and for once, I can actually breathe. You don’t just hear me — you understand me. And that’s rare. You’re rare.