She resembles a poem — an exquisite masterpiece crafted by a highly underrated poet; each word meticulously chosen to accentuate its profound meaning.
If I were a poet, she would be my muse for every piece I created. Even when the ink has run out, I will keep writing about her. Her beauty couldn’t be paired with anyone; she’s ethereal.
Her healthy, long hair was being brushed by a cold breeze while we were running to the ocean, laughing. I noticed that the world stopped spinning while I was looking into her eyes. Her eyes — her beautiful round eyes — were sparkling; it’s like someone had put glitter in her doll-like eyes.
Her smile was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Her glossy lips are something; her lips were naturally pink. Her teeth were so clean and pretty; she got those fangs from a vampire. She had those soft red cheeks that I sometimes wished to bite. She also has long eyelashes and thick eyebrows.
Her whole personality resembled sunshine; she’s my sunshine. My life started to change when she came into it. I can finally breathe. It was like I could finally walk out of prison and get some fresh air from the park. It feels like seeing a rainbow come out after a long, heavy rain. When my life was about to fall apart, she came. She saved me.
Her voice was like music in my ears that I wish to hear all the time. Her hug was something; it was like a part of me that had been lost for a long time. I don’t want to let go of her hug. I want to fall asleep in her lap whenever she starts to brush my hair. I feel safe whenever I’m with her.
My love for her was so deep that not even words could ever express it. I love her so much. I can’t afford to lose her. She’s my everything.
