Perfection
She looked perfect that day. In her perfect red gown, studded with stunning jewelry and her lips dipped into deep red color. The poise with which she carried herself grabbed everyone's attention. Yet she seemingly looked for the one, ignoring everyone else. The one she did it all for, the Man of her dreams. The one who was perfect for her, thinking he would look at her, notice her and tell her what she always wanted to hear. But neither did he looked nor did he noticed. Between this crowd there was this boy, who couldn't take his eyes off her. He admired her for what she was and for all she have. He knew how weirdest she can be, how vulnerable she can get, what beauty she holds and what's this smile she wore. He tried to get to her, but hardly did she noticed, hardly did she knew. And the night ended too soon. She waited and waited for one but he left with some other girl. The other boy still standing there, noticing her as she ran away. That day she felt ugly,