Pretty is in the eye of the beholder.
Beauty is in the soul. You can’t see it, but you know it when you feel it.

Say anything, save everything, if we say nothing this love will die…. We’ll say anything, feel everything, I want to be with you so this love can fly. We’ll hang on to every word and we’ll scream, we’ll whisper. Say anything.

the ordering of objects couldn’t hide what’s missing.
... love is not these belongings that surround you,
though there’s meaning in the memories they hold.