What does it mean to be “beautiful”?
There isn’t an universal idea of what beauty is.
As I age, I see that the” beauty is only skin deep” cliche’ actually rings true.
I see it all the time. A man who manuevers his way through life based upon his exterior.
Adds notches to his belt, has a plethora of women that he’s broken and left behind.
And the women that I see. Boasting about their ability to make a man weak.
Receiving gifts and money based upon their outer shell.
I often have to stop myself when I see a man that is appealing to my eye.
I wonder what is deep within. I have seen outer beauty fade, due to the actions of an ugly heart.
I take care of my exterior but I know that my inner beauty is what matters. I don’t take pride in compliments, even though I appreciate them.
We all have placed such a high standard on looks. We’d let a “beautiful” person with too much baggage, immaturity, and issues stay in our life because we lust, or that they’re “so fine”.
And never want to look past the outer shell that they had absolutely no control over. But we accept the careless heart of which they do control.
I want a beautiful cover, but I want a good read to be upon the pages inside. A good character. Honesty. Not a story that begins with a promising start, but concludes with a mundane resolution.
I’ve been reading the same books for too long, interesting “beginnings”, shiny, appealing covers, but the stories all end the same.
Yes, it is nice to have something beautiful to look upon. Someone to be in awe of. But to actually see someone with your heart’s eyes, and not love with your eyes, I think that is where the definition of true beauty lies.