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She's like a whirlwind, constantly sweeping me off my feet, taking my hand... she's impulsive, that's for sure. I fear her recklessness will hurt me in the long run, but I can't be without her. She'll catch my eye in class, and I'll fall again. Her presence engulfs the room, and I'm overwhelmed and amazed all at once.
To see her is to see the sun, to know her is to be engulfed in light. I want to take her everywhere, let her experience everything; to never know pain or sorrow. She's so caught up in her head all the time though! She studies and worries enough for the both of us.