The Endlessness in Her

It's fascinating, really.

How she viewed the world, how she saw life and death, how she thinks that she over-thinks, how she hates compliments and never believed in them, how she cries yet still looked gorgeous, how she can light up your day and then the next minute bring up a tornado, how she loves the seas but hated the water, and just - how she is. 


She is pained inside but it's actually fine with her. She doesn't mind goofing around, being clumsy and vulnerable at times. She makes mistakes and will probably make the same mistakes again. She is a mess - a wonderful mess. Her flaws added to perfection and when she smiles -  you'll fall deeper in love with her - again and again, until you can't get out anymore.


You'll love the way she talks, even when she babbles, you'll listen all ears anyway. She'll probably talk about the same topic for the nth time but it's okay with you because you know you'll miss her voice when she's not around.


She was a never-ending puzzle. One day you think you know her, the next day you'll be surprised of what she is and what she can do. 

She is a girl with endless possibilities, endless chances, endless stories, endless surprises, and undying hope.


She is the girl who can show you what infinity tastes like.


She can show you a whole more of this world - so much more than any man could ever fathom.


She does it so relentlessly she makes me want to believe in forever.