I took one last look..
at the box before I put it in the package..
Then I asked myself why..
it sparkles.. it shines.. just like her..
but to be honest.. she is more valuable then anything in the world.
Hard times will soon fade..
and maybe.. one day I'll hear that smile of hers again..
that sweet sweet voice over the phone..
and each time, somehow, so far.. she could make sparks fly..
Maybe thats what I fell in love with..
thats what I held close to my heart..
But I know its not it.. thats not all..
theres so much more.
She is full of wonders..
smiles and love..
just there, ready to be discovered..
Heart full of gold,
She wont play games.. no..
no one is perfect..
but to an extent.. she is...
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