Her name was a fresh breath of air, whispered in between the lips of angels.
Her face was a master piece carved with only the utmost care, not one flaw present.
Her eyes were gems within themselves sparkling and crackling with a raw kind of lovely.
Her laugh was none less than a melody strung from only the finest silver cords.
Her smile was a million diamonds compacted into a simple motion.
She was beauty.
She was grace.
She was an angel.
She was Gabriel.
"And it's the disappointment that arises when you realize she's just human. And it's the anger you feel when you discover she'll never be anything more."
~S.
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