She’s like the wind passing through the trees on a summer morning. She moves effortlessly, and when you feel you, you get goose bumps.
She’s like the sunlight that comes through the clouds, refusing to let them keep her from shining. You look at her, and you’re blinded by beauty. You feel her on your skin. Comfort. A warmth you could wrap yourself in.
She’s like the stars and the moon in the night sky. Even though it’s dark, you see her. She’s guiding your path. She is your light. Even though she’s miles and miles away, it’s almost as if she’s right there with you.
She’s like the air you breathe. Without her, you wouldn’t survive. When you’re trapped, suffocating, all you need to do is breathe her in and you’re alive again.
She’s like a waterfall pouring down a mountain. Fierce, and can’t be stopped. The most beautiful sight, yet terrifying. If you get caught up in her, she could destroy you, or give you the time of your life. It’s up to her to decide your fate.
She’s like a suspenseful novel. She keeps you turning pages and on the edge of your seat. You never know what plot twists are going to be thrown in. But still, the best story you’ll ever read.
She’s like your favourite song. You could listen to her on repeat for hours on end and never get tired of it. You want to sing so loud, blast it in your car, and dance. She gets stuck in your head, but you wouldn’t want it any other way.
She’s like a complex science equation. So terribly confusing, yet intriguing. So many variables, so many constants. It could take hours, even years to figure it out, but you’d spend eternity trying to do so.
She’s like hot chocolate on a winter’s eve, next to the fireplace. Soothing, just what you need. The best way to end your day. Right in all that she is.
She’s like snowflakes falling softly, piling on the ground. Graceful, beautiful, peaceful, without even trying. The type of snow that you want to take a walk in.
She’s everything, and she doesn’t even realize it.