Butterfly Wings

She loathes her looks, detests how her curls won’t quite stay in perfect place. She’s disgusted by her yellowing teeth and the red bumps which mar her face. She looks at other women, wishing she could have their flawless complexions and petite figures. They say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, but she’s looking through a dirty glass. She makes sure she’s in perfect form when she uploads a photo to social media, accepting silent applause when it gets 3 or 4 likes. She was caught off guard when he noticed her in a sea of online faces - clicked on her profile and began being one of those nice guys she’s always dreamed of. He was an ocean, filled with healing vibrations, and she yearned for his embrace and acceptance. He randomly asks for her to send him a photo on a rainy afternoon, just so he can admire the beauty she’ll never notice. A butterfly can’t see its wings because they’re invisible to its own eyes, but he can see her wings, and she astounds him more and more every day. One day she’ll see her beauty, even if it takes their entire lives for him to convince her she’s the loveliest angel he’s ever seen.