Her essence haunts me. All of her; all of which made her beautiful. The raw scent of coffee lined her clothing, complimented by the smell of home. With one glance of her smile your day was made. Her long locks rested comfortably on her shoulders. Her eyes like the sea; easy to find yourself lost within. She was captivating. But she is gone. She is irreplaceable. (modern Clexa AU)All Rights Reserved