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The life drained out of me as I trudged on through my daily routine; but in an uncharacteristic rush of joy, brought on by the thought of her, I smiled. She is acknowledged by many, but appreciated by few. The sight of this girl is like being cured of blindness. She has an unfathomable beauty, consisting of dimples that rival craters on the moon. Eyes such a vivid brown that you feel like you've never seen the color brown before. Her slight baby face and bright smile reminds one of childhood memories filled with laughter and happiness. Her hair is never perfect, but yet it is graceful and charming. Her breasts emanate from her chest, they are pleasant but not distracting. Along with that are exceptional curves that make an hourglass look like a brick. This girl's personality can be hard to describe. She is like a child that grew up too fast. All conversations are filled with smiles and laughter. It's nearly impossible to feel sad around her, because every time you talk to her it's like a breath of fresh air. Personally, I believe she will be given the respect she deserves on rare occasions. Her level of beauty will lead to lots of vulnerabilities and attempted exploitations; however, she is strong, and will prevail. Although I will probably never be more than friends with this girl. I like to imagine a world where things are different. Something I can't imagine is a life without that smile. That baby face and the chubby cheeks transform into rounded squares of happiness. One could move from city to city and never find such a face and sense of joy on any other person. Some might say that it is insane and weird that I can write so much about her, but to that person I dare them to take one look and see if they still feel that way. She has a way of completely turning your day around, and you might not even know that your day needed turning around. I feel blessed that the mere fact of seeing just for several seconds, because her beauty is infinite. Infinite in such a way that you could not see her for awhile, and that image would stick in your brain. She is statuesque, and she has an unintended divine elegance in her attitude. Sure I'm rambling, but I could ramble for the next 90 years and I wouldn't even scrape the surface. Years, she has many to go. I can only imagine that she will be stunning till the day she dies. She doesn't need an education. She could coast through life on beauty, but objectivity aside she is exceptionally intellectual. She fits the "popular girl in school" stereotype making her seem unapproachable. I feel she subconsciously takes pity on those who are brave enough to take the judgement of her friends and acquaintances. This perception of her and the people who influence her, hides the truth about who she is. Compassion runs through her veins, and seeing the best in everyone is the air she breathes. If she was Cinderella, she wouldn't need a fancy dress and glass slippers to snag a prince. Has the thought of being this prince ever crossed my mind? Yes, how could it not; however, nobody is worthy of such a specimen of God's creation (myself included). If I had to compare her to someone it would be, Marilyn Monroe, but even Marilyn doesn't come close. I apologize for my repetition, but I'm bogged down by the limits of the English language. She deserves her own dictionary of words just to describe her life-changing beauty. I've been breathing for quite a long time, but when she's around breathing becomes the hardest algebra problem ever. To put it simply, she makes drowning feel like the greatest thing that's ever happened to you. Your lungs are filling not with water, but with thoughts of her. So strap some weights to your body, and hope reality doesn't jump in to save you. Unfortunately, reality always saves you, and you go back to worshiping from afar. Hoping that one day she might delve into your world, but there goes reality always rushing in to save the day. She can be sassy, but it just adds to her beauty in a kind of charming way. Every heartbeat, every blink of an eye is graceful. She's the kind of girl, Frank Sinatra, would write a love song about. She's that girl that girlfriends always catch there guys staring at. She can bring a man to his knees just with a whiff of her perfume, and I'm fairly confident that has happened before. She could win a beauty pageant on her lazy days, but when she does try. When she tries…ah you might as well just consider yourself in the presence of a queen. Not just any queen, but a queen that will make you dream of being with her just from the mention of her name. Her name?

FORMAT-KEEGSTER

*walks into restaurant*

Hostess: "Would you like a table?"

Me: "No, I came here to eat on the floor, dumb***. Carpet for 5 please."