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It didn't mean much to me the first time I saw it.

It was, in all honesty, ugly. Worn out, tired looking, faded. So, when he handed it to me, I was not impressed.

Of course, that all changed when he said what he said. When he handed me that ugly, disgusting ring with the fogged up diamond and the dented silver, I thought it was the most pathetic excuse for a ring ever.

Then he got down on one knee, and said, "Loki Rain Hollis, I love you more than anything in the world. Will you marry me?"

And with those two small sentences, as I looked down at the ring again, it was beautiful. It was amazing and gorgeous and wonderful. And I realized, nothing is beautiful, really, until it has meaning. When he took that horrid ring and put all his love into it, it became beautiful.

Now, the same goes with people.

If you take a person, ugly or pretty or skinny or fat or young or old or black or white, it doesn't matter what they look like. If you put all your love into that person, they'll be the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing thing you've ever seen.

That's how love works. Otherwise, it's not there.

Now, the hopelessness of his situation when he proposed made it all the more romantic. He thought, honestly, that I would rather die than say yes. Which was why I did. He was willing to risk me cracking his heart in two in order to have, at the least, a shot at marrying me.

And I loved it. It was the sweetest thing.

So, when I looked down at that ring for the second time,

it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life.

Description

It didn't mean much to me the first time I saw it.

It was, in all honesty, ugly. Worn out, tired looking, faded. So, when he handed it to me, I was not impressed.

Of course, that all changed when he said what he said. When he handed me that ugly, disgusting ring with the fogged up diamond and the dented silver, I thought it was the most pathetic excuse for a ring ever.

Then he got down on one knee, and said, "Loki Rain Hollis, I love you more than anything in the world. Will you marry me?"

And with those two small sentences, as I looked down at the ring again, it was beautiful. It was amazing and gorgeous and wonderful. And I realized, nothing is beautiful, really, until it has meaning. When he took that horrid ring and put all his love into it, it became beautiful.

Now, the same goes with people.

If you take a person, ugly or pretty or skinny or fat or young or old or black or white, it doesn't matter what they look like. If you put all your love into that person, they'll be the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing thing you've ever seen.

That's how love works. Otherwise, it's not there.

Now, the hopelessness of his situation when he proposed made it all the more romantic. He thought, honestly, that I would rather die than say yes. Which was why I did. He was willing to risk me cracking his heart in two in order to have, at the least, a shot at marrying me.

And I loved it. It was the sweetest thing.

So, when I looked down at that ring for the second time,

it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen in my life.