Lyrics Of Beautiful Scars Novels & Stories

It's beautiful life Forever I'll stay by your side It's beautiful life Always standing right behind you Beautiful love Cause we're standing under the same sky Even though we are worlds apart Beautiful life Beautiful day Though I am only living in memories Beautiful life Beautiful day Won't you let me inside your heart Beautiful my love Beautiful your heart It's beautiful life It's beautiful life It's a beautiful life Is it forever you and I It's a beautiful life I hope we'll never say goodbye, no Beautiful love Your tears, your smile, it completes me And always will until the end of time It's beautiful life Beautiful day I've never felt like this, it's crazy Beautiful life Beautiful day I wi

I barely recognized the girl staring back at me in the black screen. Scars ran down my face, souvenirs from the day I ran into the fire to save the photo Axel and Gloria left behind. None of it mattered anymore. Leaving him was the only thing that did.

"And I will not be afraid of your scars." "I know sometimes it's still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know; whether it's the day you burn more brilliant than the sun or the night you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I will love you when you are still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane."

Ethan ran his hand through his hair frustratedly, “Lisa that shouldn't do anything to us,I love you I assure you I will never allow you to ever get hurt again” Scar stared at him in disbelief, “Do you know what you are asking of me,to forget everything come back even if I were a robot and could somehow erase my memory,what about the scars hmmm” She asked moving closer to him. “What about the scars” She yelled,the pain in her heart was greater than the one in her body. “Lisa I told you I don't care about the scars I love you,I don't even see it,you are God damn gorgeous,I see you for you,and everyone does also,we are all solidly behind you”

my lips found hers in a sweet kiss loving how she reciprocated the action. "And so fucking perfect, sweetheart," I pecked her forehead rendering her to flush even redder and I chuckled expressing the joy bubbling within me at the melodious giggle. I caressed her smooth cute stomach reveling in the feel of her soft skin. The urge to ask her about them, the small scars littering her skin was heart wrenching as they tainted her beautiful pale skin. Yet she was the most beautiful woman I laid my eyes upon and always be. Tearing my eyes and averting my vicious thoughts off elsewhere knowing and wanting nothing but to spill the blood of whoever was behind her pain and nightmares.

“Let me see, tigress. I want to.” I lîcked my bottom lip as I said, “You might not find me beautiful after that.” As soon as the words escaped me I wondered about them, why would I say such a thing. Is it because I wanted him to find me beautiful even with the scars that decorated my whole back? His eyes darkened and he said in a clipped voice, “You are beautiful and no matter how many scars you have, tigress, you'll always remain beautiful, inside and out.”

I sobbed. “Baby girl, please turn around and look at me,” he commanded gently. I didn’t want to, because if I saw him, I wouldn’t be able to leave him. “Please, Baby girl,” he begged. Hearing his tone, I turned around slowly and looked at his beautiful face and saw his teary eyes. “Baby girl, you are beautiful. Your scars make you even more beautiful in my eyes. Do you know why, Baby girl?” He asked me. I shook my head. How could scars make someone more beautiful?

Without her shirt, I could feel all the dents and ridges of her scars… Our eyes met, our hearts thudding, her scent filling my nose. "You are not ugly. Scars do not make you ugly. Fuck kitten, you’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen… One who is a survivor. You have been through hell, yet you’re still strong. That in itself is so goddamn impressive, I wish you could see the you that I see." I whispered. I caressed her back, making her take a shuddering breath. She was beautiful inside and out, nothing would change that. It just hurt to see that she didn't believe it.

She isn't at fault nobody is at fault. "You want us to lie to the Ashford about your identity?" Dad said, looking at me like I have grown two heads. I meekly nodded my head. I did not know what to say. Maddie was glaring at me from where she was standing. "Maddie look, I know you love and care about me. If you do, please support me on this. Please Maddie, mum dad I know I can do it. Just have faith in me. Nothing is going to happen"

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.