but then, he said those words. the words that would stay with her forever. he looked at her with his brown eyes and smiled. she looked at him, wondering if this was true. "beautiful" was the word he used to describe me. i was shocked when the word came out of his mouth. i stared at him for a minute or two. not knowing what to say, i smiled and said "thank you". so easily i gave myself to him, trusting him and hoping that he wouldnt hurt me. no guy had ever told me i was beautiful and if they did, i couldnt believe them. but when this guy told me that, i could almost see inside his sole that he was telling the truth. he actually thought i was beautiful. from that moment on, i though as myself as beautiful. not pretty, but beautiful. on the inside and out. i realized that no matter what anyone told me, i would know that i'm not ugly, but always beautiful. i want to think that boy, that day, those words. everything was right. my mind might not have been in the right place, but i know my heart was. i am enough and i am beautiful.