A description cannot be told, for I cannot write a description about something that cannot be described. I cannot be described. For I am nothing but a box filled with memories,promises, secrets, things that people don't really care to listen about and people don't really care to pay attention to. I am nothing but a girl. One day I'll be a story, then I'll be nothing but a memory and, then I'll be nothing. No one can be remembered forever. And I am no different…