The ugly heart

 

       Dearest,Is there such a thing as an ugly heart? Though a few of us may appear more beautiful than others, are there more ugly in us than in life?
 I suppose so but is there an ugly heart?
Is a wicked person with an ugly heart? Sort of like beauty et the beast, though the world found him atrocious I found him incredibly beautiful.

I don’t feign why,  as a child I found his beauty to be hidden under all of that beastly features, within him was a light so bright that  it took a different human to see it. I wasn’t a writer then to the obvious, rather a child lost in her empty heart et careless mind. But the minute I saw the beast I thought there’s something so enchanting about the IN that you could miss the out?

Don’t miss the in. Then it’s equivalent to a life Utterly wretched because you were to busy having an ugly heart.

I don’t see ugly people, I feel ugly hearts. Et it’s profoundly sad because even the huntsman if he were loved as a child he’d  be beautiful too. I don’t know why  I’m writing this but I was actually looking  at the falcon fly down from the trees making all kinds of noise. Oui in front of me. It’s what I do lately, I study the naturely outdoors

Hence, Here I am thinking about what a creature does this nonsense to me

Well good talk non, I am absolutely not an outdoors sort of human but here I am. One must try to inhale the genuine air of life.

Till then I wish to grab this cheese et devour it. You can have the pear. I am tired of eating so healthy. 

We shall katchup later. 
Forever, RS