She was beautiful but not in the way most girls where she stood in so well she stood out. She was smart but not the way you would think, she saw her surroundings and took an interest in them seeing potential in each item, and I would always wonder how much potential she saw I'm me, and for that she was my sun. It irritated me how bright she was and I always feared if I looked at her for too long would no longer be able to see beauty in anything else for nothing shall compare to her. When I'm around her I'm the moon, I will always chase her, and she won't notice. I would never catch her and for that my whole world revolves around her.
Alright, lets get one thing straight I'm NOT a hopeless romantic but I thought since the was a lot of upsetting things in my last two stories I should make this one a little more cheerful. # acuallyaromantic
