So there’s this girl..and whenever I see her face I think it’s impossible how much beauty could be in one person, yet there she is, filled with all of it. When I think of her, I wonder how the universe could have come up with someone so perfect. Whenever I look at her eyes It’s as if I’m looking into the night sky, and oh my god how they light up when she looks at me. It’s as if her eyes belong up there, as stars. The way the skin around her eyes crinkle when she smiles and how her rosy cheeks puff up makes me weak and defenseless to everything she will say. The perfect curvature of her pink lips, I crave them to be pressed against mine, with her bright beautiful smile hiding behind them. Her facade, scarred arms and broken memories are not all that she is made of, although it may seem like that at first. When she’s sad, so are you. You can’t avoid it, the way her head sinks into her hands and her heavy brown eyes water, will have your heart break into a million pieces and whirl it around like it’s in a violent tornado, and you’ll want to do everything in your power to make her smile again. Although she is young, she is so wise. Sometimes It seems as if I’m talking to a 65 year old woman rather than a 17 year old young lady. Her body is a valuable piece of artwork, constructed with careful consideration, you have to be cautious when you touch her because if you break off a piece of her and walk away, she will never leave your mind, you’ll always think of that girl when you look at your dirty hands. That perfect, magnificent, lovely girl. Her beauty is not recognizable at first, you must look within her, not only at her. Inside you’ll find so much heartbreak, so much pain, you’ll find scars and bandages all over her heart, you will see the walls she put up and the years of torment she put herself through simply because she felt she deserved it. And you will also see the strength it took to overcome the addictions, the courage to break down those walls, the bravery it took to wake up every morning and smile, the passion that drove her to succeed, and the love she’s been saving secretly for someone. When her hands touch you, you’ll feel so intact and complete, and when her hands leave your body you’ll start to feel insubstantial and breakable. you will feel a tightness in your chest and a faint sting in every spot that she touched. you’ll find yourself begging for her to touch you once more. Her hands are gentle, they have been through so much. Her breath against your neck and the grip of her hands around your waist will feel like a series of shivers are running down your spine, then trembling will take place throughout your entire body, you will start to feel your face heating up. and you will hear your heart pounding, you’ll wonder if she might hear it too. To have her hands wrapped around your neck would be the most pleasurable thing you ever experience. You will listen to all of her complaints, thoughts, ideas, dreams and nightmares, not because you have to but because you crave every word that comes out of her mouth. Her voice sounds more prominent than any one of your favorite songs and you’d still love it if she was yelling “I hate you,” because of how perfect it would sound. You’ll only ever want to hear your name come out of her mouth, no one else can say it as sweetly as she does. And when you kiss her, breathing oxygen becomes insignificant at that moment. She becomes all you want to breathe in. Her taste will never leave your mouth. The simple and over used adjective, “beautiful” can not even describe her beauty well enough. I love her. I love her with all of my heart. She is a sensitive, insightful, self-sufficient girl, and she is the most loving and caring person you’ll ever meet. I am so lucky to be able to call her my girlfriend.
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