no,
i've never met her in my life.
no,
i don't know her real name.
no,
i can't tell you what her house looks like,
or whether her mother prefers tea over coffee,
but i can tell you this:
she's sweet,
beyond belief.
she's got a kind,
warm,
heart that blooms like a beautiful flower.
her writing skills are
out of this world,
incredible.
and she's modest.
oh man is she modest.
you could compliment her day and night,
and she would still find a way to blush and
tell you that she admires you
when no one has ever said that before.
even though
you've said before:
i'm michelle,
and i'm a cliche
(or something like that),
you're not a cliche.
you're a beautiful,
living,
breathing,
human being
who's a kick ass person,
that i care for
to the moon and back.
happy belated valentine's day
michelle ッ
shay. xx
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