She is the most beautiful girl in the world. She has long dirty blonde wavy hair. Her skin is as smooth as silk, almost like a porcelain doll, her cheeks are a rosy pink and she has light freckles on her nose and under her eyes. Her smile is the most breathtaking site to see, it lights the room and fills the darkest dwellings with a beautiful glow that radiates from her. Her smile leaves me breathless, speechless, heart pounding, deep breaths, and shaky hands. Her smile is truly a beautiful smile. Her voice is soft as a summer rain. Her touch gave me chills, it made the hair on my arm stand up. Her lips felt like the inside of a rose and her smell made me feel as if I were at home after being away for a long time, being in her presence gave me a sense of safety and that for once nothing else in the world seemed to matter. It all started with a follow on Instagram, I was scrolling through my notifications and she popped up asking to follow me. I accepted the request not intending for it to blossom into anything. I began to scroll through her photos. I was amazed by her outer beauty. I was drawn in by her hazel eyes and captured by her smile. We began to text, our conversations would go on for endless hours. We never ran out of things to talk about. I felt like I had known her my whole life and we have just been separated, so we had a lot to catch up on. We finally met in August of 2013. It was a scorching hot summer’s day, the light was beaming in through my window. The sunlight reflected off her car into my window as she pulled into my driveway, blinded by the glare I rushed to my front door to await her with a bouquet of fresh picked golden sunflowers. As she strolled up she was trying to hide her shy blushing smile behind her hands. My emotions were racing because that was the cutest thing I have ever seen. She came closer a little embarrassed from her shyness but we were face to face, despite my anxiousness and nervousness I pulle