I didn't find you most beautiful after all those hours you spent on your makeup or shaping your lovely hair into its tiny strands. or the outfits you wore that hugged your frame so eager to catch a hungry eye I found you most beautiful after the makeup was smeared or washed away your hair a mess from the long night and your outfits nothing but balled up fabric strewn across the room and all those barriers you put up for others came crashing down under the weight of your smile thats when you were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.