She was a ordinary type of beautiful;
perfect but in the simple and most important ways.
Or maybe it was just the way she smiled.
It never seemed forced but genuine and arguably innocent.
There was a wholesome vibe to her
even though she was probably the furthest thing from it.
I did not and still do not know for sure,
neither do I wish to use my discernment to find out.
There’s just something about her worth figuring out for myself.
Assumptions just don’t seem to do her justice
even if she does turn out to be just another girl.