You'd never find the beauty in the smell of the rain
The cool breeze that flows by when your skin is rosy and sunburnt
The intricate details of a wet drop on a cigarette
From the tears of mourning and saddened green hues

You will never understand why she prefers to run outside in bare feet
Feeling each leafy blade of grass against the soles of her surface
The way the sugary ray of sun hits the spots of her form that exentuate her soft lips
Or bouncy curls of individual strands of red hair

You don't understand why you feel she is happier than you would ever be
She's sees the beauty in everything
Including you