She was beautiful.

No, she was more pretty than beautiful, actually.

She had a unique beauty. She never saw it.

But this boy here, he saw it, yes, he knew it all, for sure.

He loved it. Yes, he loved it, certainly. He never told her.

She was weak. She was scared.

She was very fragile, you see. She never showed this to anyone.

She was lost, this girl. She was very lost.

She was terrified. Terrified of all that he loved.

She hated him. She hated all that she loved about him.

He was mean and aggressive. He was pushy and impolite. He was no gentleman.

He was special. He was so special it made her die.