She was not beautiful.
Nothing about
her was extraordinary.
Nothing about her made her
stand
out in a crowd.

She grew up in a family of six and being
the eldest she learned responsibility at an early age.

As she grew stronger and brighter, she
instilled a sort of light and cheer to whomever she met.

She was not beautiful, but she made
others feel better about themselves.

She meets a rebel boy who thinks he is all man
befriending him, she teaches him.

She teaches him how to read and a little boost,
the 'man' needed to go to college.

They become fast friends and she fell fast in
love with her rugged handsome student.

The 'man' then finds himself in love with
a girl who was so beautiful. Her hair was a hallow of
light around her. Her eyes the bluest blue of
the ocean.

'Like an angel' he tells his tutor, 'like a beautiful
angel.'

The girl swallows a lump at her throat. She
was not beautiful.She did not posses the heart of
the one he loved, but she did not care.

As long as he was happy, she would be happy, or
so she tried to.

She helped write the most beautiful letters to
his angel, all the time visioning it was she
herself receiving those very letters.

And so the girl helped him choose the right
clothes, say the right words, and buy the right
gifts for his angel.

His angel brought him much joy, and much
pain to the girl who cried behind her smiles.

But that never stopped her from giving more
than she will ever receive.

Then one day, all of h--- broke loose...

The angel he loved left him for another man.
A richer more successful man.

The boy was stunned. He was so hurt, he did not
speak for days.

The girl went to him. He cried on her shoulder and
she cried with him. He was hurt and she
was hurt too.

Time went by and so wounds heal.

The boy realizes something about his
friend/tutor.
Something he never realized before.

How her laughter sounded heavenly and how her
smiles brightened up the darkest days, or how
simply beautiful she looked to him!

Beautiful. This plain, simple girl was beautiful to
him.

And he began to fall. Fall so in love with
this beautiful girl.

On one day, he picked up all his courage to
see her.

He walked to her house, nervous, and
fidgeting. Running his thoughts over and over his
head.

He was going to tell her how beautiful she
was to him. He was going to tell her how
wonderfully in
love he was with her.

He knocked. No one was home.

The next day, he found out that the beautiful
girl he fell in love with had a brain tumor that
put her into a coma.

The doctors were grim and the family
decided to let her go.

One final time he got to see her.He held her
hand. He stroked her hair and he cried for this
beautiful girl.

He cried, but it was too late.

The beautiful girl was buried and the
heavens broke.
Out a beautiful spring shower, a cry for their loss.

She was the most beautiful girl in the world and
she had taught the rebel boy-man to love and
what it is to be loved.

She was the most beautiful girl in the
world.

Look around. Isn't there a lot of plain
faces?

Take a good look. A real good look, or you
might just miss out that beautiful person.

Forever.

I should know.... wouldn't I?

man says: lucky ppl arer the first who can appreciate
wat pure simple love can be felt.. something that's from the heart and soul..