you're most beautiful when you're completely unaware of it, in your raw and natural state, stripped of all your facades, just you, pure you

i still fail to comprehend how beautiful the sight of you waking up in the morning is, the sheets a mess, your sleepy eyes and your hair in all its untamable bedhead glory and the sunlight filtering in through the windows and hitting you in all the right places just to make you look even more beautiful

it's those moments i treasure when you're laughing with your head thrown back and tears brimming your eyes or when you aren't saying a word but your eyes speak volumes or when our shoulders bump or our hands brush, followed by a series of blushing and barely audible mumbles of sorrys and excuse mes and it's especially when you smile a genuine smile, a smile worth the entire universe and a smile that isn't hidden beneath any masks, just your smile