Sunday 8 June 2014

Buried Treasure



She wasn’t a tortured soul or broken, she was just quiet, shy and introverted. When faced with a boisterous family and upbringing, you either pitched in and tried to out-live the others, or you retreat and let it wash over you.

She was very much the second type.

But deep down, she could be, would be, a beautiful soul. Buried beneath the weak smiles and the unassuming personality was kindness, grace, and a huge wellspring of love and affection for the lucky guy or girl willing to dig it out.

Too bad no-one was willing to put in the hours.

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