Beautiful and Brocken

he sat across a crouded room looking at an angle an angle so beautiful he can not bare to look away, one glance and he was forever tanderlized, her soul filled with fire, her heart filled pure and her mind filled with thoughts. Oh how he wanted to know what was going through her mind, was it him? Did she see him and feel the same? No it couldn't be his soul wasn't fire his heart wasn't pure and his mind wasn't strong like hers, if only he could show her his love but how? If I tell her it will only hurt. If I kiss her she will only push, this girl was to perfect for any old gesture, she needed something big, something amazing. As the boy sat there zoning out of the world the girl waited for the kind boy to talk to her, he had been staring at her all day, what was he waiting for? Wait maybe she was wrong maybe she smelled funny or maybe there is something in her teeth. As the girl sat there smelling her arm pits and rubbing her teeth the bell rings for there next class, the boy and the girl walk out of the room side by side, the girl still self conscious about her smell and the boy still weak from her beautiful perfume.