"He smiled at me, making me blush.
"Do you mind?" I asked jokingly.
"I can't help it. You're so perfect." I blushed even more and shrugged my shoulders.
"I'm far from it." He shook his head and sighed.
"I hate when you think of yourself as nothing. You're so beautiful and amazing. You may not be perfect to someone else, or to even yourself, but you're perfect in my eyes.""
-Excerpt from a story I will never write #280
