See, there’s this girl.

Brighter than a thousand lights. Sharp, articulate, cultured. So resourceful I’d trust her to walk me through the end of the world. Ridiculously gorgeous but apparently unaware, or so she says. Humility in ability, yet superbly opinionated and outspoken. Humbling. A force. A beautiful person. She makes me laugh, she makes me think. I look up to her.

There’s this girl. But I’m just some guy.