Her body was willowy and fine-boned, worthy of being on a cover of a magazine. She had a creamy chiselled shaped face with her cheekbones glistening. Her heavy-lidded amber eyes captured his eyes first. Her eyes twinkled as if she saw magic everywhere. Her soft rosebud lips were as soft as her captivating voice. Her smile framed a peerless curve on her face. Her dimpled, florid cheeks were adamantine. When she laughed, her white teeth prettified her face. Her cascading, cropped strawberry-blond hair was irresistible. When she smiled and laughed he couldn't help but smile along too, even if it was just on the inside. She was the type of girl, with whom he felt as if he was home, he felt carefree, and he felt showered with love. It was ineluctable for him to look away once he started looking her. She was nescient of her beauty and didn't have an idea of how she swayed him. She set his heart a thump and he was head over heels in love with her.
-It’s Perfect to be Imperfect
As he stared at her he seemed completely lost in her. He watched as her wild hair danced in the wind, stray hairs falling on her face. Her eyes were grey and in other lights they lavender, he couldn't tell what colour but they were beautiful. He noticed how she bit her lip as she read her book, how her nose crinkled when she laughed, how she chewed the inside of her cheek when she was nervous. She was a mystery, like a tapestry that needed to be solved. But she was his definition of perfect. He could see the life in her eyes and others may look and see a girl but he saw an angel with a halo shining brighter than the sun.
-Mri
Her
The Angel in Disguise
of A Girl