She was born with her eyes wide open.
A need to passion, she found beauty in everything she saw. Every person she met, she notice the dimples in their smile, the creases in their eyes. As fragile as the petals of a flower, she was gorgeous and radiant, standing in the sun with her arms wide open. She was born with a soul that could only be filled with one as majestic as hers, and that was when she met him. And they survived together. Two flowers in a hurricane. Seeking beauty in one another, this was you and I.
-Two Flowers in A Hurricane
