True Beauty.

Love your faults as you do your perfections,

for beauty is not measured by a scale or a size.

It is measured by your victories with in your own head.

Your beauty is measured by the words that you say,

and the emotions behind them.

You hid your beauty though for no one to see.

You got used to no one seeing it and now that I do you deny it.

You deny it's very existence because you don't believe it anymore.

I promise you darling,

you are the most beautiful of all.