She Says She's Not Beautiful


She says she's not beautiful, but she never saw herself smiling when she does the things she love. The way her lips form a grin, the genuine joy in her laughter, the flicker in her eyes when she's lost in her world of creativity.

She says she's not beautiful, but she never witnessed the sparkle in her eyes when she talks about her passions and dreams, the way how her face lights up when she talks about her favorites.

She says she's not beautiful, but she doesn’t see herself giggle when she plays with her dogs. The way her cheeks glow when she takes care of them, and the way her face brightens up when she speaks how they made her day. Oh, that image is one of my most favorite, favorite views in the world.



She says she's not beautiful, but she overlooks the warmth in her voice when she comforts a friend or shares laughter with loved ones.

She says she's not beautiful, but she never saw how she stands, the way she presents herself, how she walks and speaks and interacts with others around her.

She says she's not beautiful, but she never saw the little crease in her forehead when she’s fighting fiercely for someone or something she loves.

She says she's not beautiful, but she never saw the way her mind works; she never realized that her brain is the most attractive thing about her.

She says she's not beautiful, but she doesn't recognize the way her presence brightens up a room, her energy, charisma, and the way she effortlessly connects with others.

She says she's not beautiful, but she hasn't noticed the countless little acts of selflessness and compassion that define her character, her caring nature and the empathy she extends to those around her.

She says she's not beautiful, but she hasn't recognized the strength in vulnerability, the way she opens her heart to others, sharing her fears, dreams, and insecurities.

She says she's not beautiful, but she's yet to acknowledge the countless lives she has touched, the smiles she has inspired, and the positive impact she has left on the hearts of those who know her.

I guess, beauty isn't just skin deep; it's the glow of happiness that surrounds her when she's being true to herself.

 

---Words from Someone Who Noticed Everything About Her

 

 

 

  

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