I carry your heart; I carry it in my heart.
An unexpected package.
Torn to survive.
But be careful with my heart dear, it’s fragile.
"There is something ugly and there is something far more preferable compared to it, and that is what we call as ‘beautiful’. In short, whatever I like, I call as ‘beautiful’. And what do I like? Anything which conforms to my pattenrs, anything which does not hurt my world view, anything which will not cause me discomfort. This surely is a very superficial definition of beauty." - article by Acharya Prashant on what defies beauty.