The specks of yellow were so visible now Creating a ring of fire around her pupil- As the rest of the iris glowed, a stunning blue, that makes her look beyond beautiful.

When I look at her, I saw a girl who forgot about her problems through books. One who'd transport into a fictional world To forget about the problems this terible world was giving her.

she's a girl who tell Her stories on blank- pages, rather than a real person
She's the kind of girl whom I admired
For she has done a lot, a man could've just dreamed a lot. She's the kind men admired, for she is kind even with men she didn't liked', She's the kind of girl, a man like me coudn't have.

Strange is...