Novel & Cerita Scars To Your Beautiful Lyrics Song

He lavished attention on every inch of exposed skin, his kisses turning to bites, to licks, mapping my body as if memorizing it. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, my fingers clumsy with need. He helped me, shrugging out of it, and then his skin was against mine, hot and smooth over hard muscle. The feel of him, the sheer, solid reality of him, was almost too much. I ran my hands over his back, feeling the ridges of old scars, the powerful shift of his shoulders. “Ethan,” he whispered, his lips against my throat. “My Ethan. Mine.”

“Baby, you light up my world like nobody else The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell You don't know, oh-oh, you don't know you're beautiful If only you saw what I can see You'll understand why I want you so desperately Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe You don't know, oh-oh, you don't know you're beautiful, oh-oh That's what makes you beautiful,” As I sang the last chorus I dip two slices of the homemade bread that I baked earlier this morning and cut two thin slices off the loaf.

For the past months, I had waited for this day patiently. I ran my fingers over my face and felt around for my scars but all I touched was smooth skin. The scars were gone. A happy giggle escaped my lips. Tears of joy rolled out of my eyes and I wanted to get off my bed and do a happy dance but I was too weak to make any sudden movements so I stayed in bed.

I had a new found respect for her. "Want to know what I think?" I finally asked looking back at her. "Of course." She whispered, I felt her tense slightly as if she was expecting a different reaction than what she was about to get. "I think you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.. You didn't deserve any of that but the fact that you did and survived just proves how strong we have all heard you are." I whispered, reaching out to grab a piece of her hair, it was so soft like her skin was. "You see these scars as something bad, I see them as the beauty that is a part of you, something people will see and know what you survived. You, my beautiful fighter, have nothing to be ashamed ab

She placed her index finger over his lips shaking her head. "I think I need to repeat what I once said because you seem to have forgotten it." She said tracing her finger over his scar making him close his eyes for a moment. "To me, this scar makes you more beautiful. You were handsome, you are handsome. And in my eyes, you will always stay handsome. Beautiful." He flickered feeling a wave of emotions hitting him. No one has ever said such soothing yet comforting words to him before. "What about these?" He said pointing at his body.

I assumed that it's already cold but when I looked down on my body, I was appalled when I noticed that I am already wrapped with comforter. I bit my lips, suppressing my smile. His small gestures make my heart thump like crazy. "Where are we?" "We’re almost there, wife. Get ready." Lexus turned on the radio and just in time my favorite song played next. It's Beautiful Scars by Maximillian I closed my eyes and followed the singer. Lexus just listens intently while still looking at the road. Sometimes, he glances at me and smiles when I hold his hand. "You know that song?" he asked all of a sudden.

"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."

Scott: You're so beautiful. I blushed and replied Iris: It's you who make me beautiful. Scott: Is that so!!! Iris: Yes. Scott: How? Iris: Simple, Every time you look at me, your eyes shine like a shinning star. And I love that shine in your eyes. So I take care of myself pamper myself and keep myself healthy so that shine would never fade away. Scott: Well, what can I do. World's most beautiful woman is in front of me. I just admire the view.

"Even your scars make you flawless, Roy. This scar cannot change what I feel for you. You were, you are and you will remain as the most beautiful creation of God.. made for me," "I want to know the secrets this delicate scar hides." She said, placing another kiss over my scar. Silent tears rolled down my cheek. I always felt insecure about it that the person I loved might not mock it and here she is, calling it beautiful. Tears fell with mixed emotions of love, elation and pain. My heart felt faint happiness inside it. I put my hand over her hands and lowered my head as I turned to her and put my head over her laps. She wiped my tears and said softly,