As I look at Clement's photos on facebook, I actually feel happy for him, that he's smiling and havingfun, or what seems to be from the photos he posts.
And I look at his smile and everything familiar staring back at me, from the eyes to the nose to the mouth to the bad hair. You do look ugly. But you were perfect to me. Perfect. I wanted nothing else because you were love and beauty personified.
And I want you again. Not you per se, but you.
Someone like you.
Where looks don't matter.
Where love is king and love is strength.
Somehow, I doubt if I can ever find this again.
I doubt if I can find anyone really.
Sigh.
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