These words are limitless.

"You're beautiful." She said with not an inkling of expression. 

And here I thought she saw me as a man. I laughed, in a feeble attempt to disagree. 

"I'd be happier if you substituted beautiful with handsome. Sexy would do too." Still laughing awkwardly.

She didn't take her eyes away for even a second and said "There was never supposed to be a gender connotation, to be beautiful. That's what you are. Man, or woman." 

That's when I realized I had fallen for her.