If beauty is in the eye of the beholder than beauty is subject, it is one’s perception of what is beautiful. So, who are we to decide what beauty is if we all have different opinions of it? Not only that, but the mind can imagine. To imagine is to see things that are not there or to create a larger story around a completely non-complex object. People say they do not understand what I see in you, perhaps I am blinded by Love; perhaps I imagine you being the utter perfection that you are when you are not truly that. Because I have created this inner beauty within you it is reflected in your exterior. When they look u[on you, they do not see what I see. I know, in the bottom of my heart and from the middle of my soul that no one has ever seen you as I have seen and continue to see you. Sometimes I wonder if you can even be real when all of you, all of your beautiful mind and all of the beautiful moments you have created seem so surreal. If that is true, I am no John Nash and I could never forget you.