Every person creates my story

A heart of gold.

She was the type of girl I would usually avoid. Loud, self confident and fearless. A girl that put herself out there and swallowed her fear. She was a protector, fighting for those who could not fight, being an awkward shoulder for others to cry on. Making you laugh just by being there,or not leaving till you do.

I remember losing every one and the way that she replaced them. Accepting me with no questions. That was just who she was, and no one worth anything would ever Roy and change her. There was purely no need too.As it appeared her heart and soul where pure gold blessed by the angels that looked over her. A portal for kindness, kindness only found in fairy tales. The same fairy tales that she could create. Her talent, so unique and unmatched. As many can make you smile and many can make art but no one can make it the same as the next,not that you would remember there were any others after gazing apron hers.

Hypnotised by the art she creates. The art that shows you that while her heart is made of pure gold, her head was plagued with something else. Yet she still appeared to be blind to her own intelligence, blind to so many things about herself. Things that others admire.
Because when you first meet her you think of any other popular girl. With looks you crave to copy and a spirit that could challenge the brightness of the sun. Thinking that she will be stuck in her own world and not worry about any others. Shocked to find that, that's not what you get. Instead you get a friendship carved from the gold of her heart and soul.