She is the universe. Her entire being is made up of stars, moons, and worlds of their own.
Her eyes were the only window that shows what she's made of, and i was the only one that can see through.
Her lips are the void. You can never know what it will bring, and what it's hiding. No matter how hard i try, i will never hear what's buried deep within her.
Her voice, soft and smooth, can bring nations into silence, into peace.
Her hands, god, her hands i will never get tired of holding. She feels like the most expensive and softest cloth in the world.
She feels like water; sometimes, she's cold and calming but other times, she's warm and rushing.
I will never cease to be amazed by her. I will never stop, for a minuscule second, loving her for who she is and what she has done.
I hope you get to know who she really is. Was.
You will never get to feel what i really feel unless you're with her. Sadly, that can't be.
— H.S., 2018
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