There was magic in her eyes. The type that captivated you. I could never breathe properly around her; she was quite literally breathtaking. Her beauty surpassed that of a goddess. Her eyes glowed with mischief and chaos, like a late-night adventure. Her tears glowed like diamonds, yet her sadness dulled the Earth. Who was this girl? I longed to know her.

I only ever witnessed her in my dreams. Yet her warmth seemed so real. I could still feel the ghost of her touch in consciousness. I could still hear the lull of her voice in a crowded room. I could still see flashes of her when I closed my eyes.

She was everything I wished to be. The opposite of my insecurities. Only belonging to an alternate universe for she couldn’t exist here. Her light was too pure and their darkness too corrupt. The bliss of her smile would fade as quickly as the sunset.

So, for now she exists in my subconscious where she is safe.