Those, my dear prince, were the wrong words to say.
And it's so easy to see his mistake when it's carefully woven into a movie, but it seems like things like this happen in real life much more often than we'd like to admit.
Don't get my wrong. Girls need to be told they're beautiful. Because we are.
HOWEVER. . .
If those are the first words out of your mouth when a girl asks you why you like her. . .
You're in trouble.
At least if that girl is me. Because those words, when used in that context, are poison.
I know that I'm not going to be physically beautiful forever. Someday, I'm going to gain weight because I have children. Someday, I'm going to have tired eyes that never seem to look fully rested. Someday I'm going to get wrinkles and age marks and I'll start losing my gray (or white) hair. It's going to happen. And I need to know that my husband won't stop loving me because my beauty fades. Because when he does, that means he really loves me.
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