I Wish She Could See Through My Eyes

She is unforgettable, my Julia Marie. Literally and figuratively, she is absolutely impossible to forget. Her smile is radiant and bright and her personality bursts through every fiber of her being. She is wonderful. She may not like her looks or height at times, but I struggle to see a singular flaw with either. Her height is protecting and nurturing and her long welcoming arms are constantly enticing you for a warm, loving, hug, which she never fails to give. Her face is made by God himself, her strong cheekbones hold her face highly (showing her, her value already) the time he took with her is evident. Her freckles and moles highlight each place in which he kissed her while she was with him, and every place he will kiss her again when she returns. Her blue eyes are striking, you could spend hours trying to find the words to describe their depth and beauty. Not even the world's most trained painter could recreate the strokes and flecks of blue and gold within her eyes. Her hair is long and golden, made perfectly to match the gold within her eyes, and is shiny and beautiful yet made durable to survive the activities of her lifestyle. 

And with the intense amount of time that God spent on her physical features, he spent double on her personality. She is strong, strong enough to know her worth and fight for it with grit and determination. She is sassy and funny and witty and intelligent and all in perfect sequence. And for every word I have to describe her inner and outer beauty, I have triple to describe how much that sweet girl annoys me. Not in the sense of annoying in which I could never stand to be around her, but in the sense of annoying in which she understands every aspect of my being and will never fail to be the friend, and sister, which will annoy the hell out of me into doing things that will better myself in the long run. She's the girl that will tell me things how they are no matter what my reaction will be, and she knows exactly what my reaction will be, every time, without fail. 

She is my platonic soulmate, and I don't know what ever I would do without her. If she could only view herself in the way in which I do, she would be simply the most narcissistic person to walk the earth. Unfortunately the weight and structure of society have made this beautiful and kind woman blind to the way in which she truly is. The constant comparisons around her and restraints on femininity from society in which flow throughout her mind only further her blindness. I simply wish I could give her my eyes. Her personality is big, and to those with lack of self security she may seem intimidating, however as big as her personality is, her love for others and God is bigger. She
thrives on independence, but yet understands that having people around her is never a bad thing. I not only wish that everyone could know and understand Julia the way I do, but I wish that everyone could be loved by her, because it is an incredibly tender yet breathtaking feeling. I wish that she could see herself through my eyes, and if not I wish she would wholeheartedly believe the words in which I have typed about her. 

Fallon