She.

Black-haired girl,

With easy eyes,

She don't like smoke,

And hates all lies,

Chubby nose,

With balanced lips,

She plays the guitar,

And ukulele,

She loves long jogs,

And most types of sports,

Not good at swimming,

But all up for singing,

She listens to Ed Sheeran,

And Taylor Swift's new album,

She likes Coldplay, 

And replays The Fray,

She believes in limited freedom,

And a coming Kingdom,

She lives with transparency,

And have difficulty finding her keys,

She reads leadership books,

And sometimes she cooks,

She likes wearing hoodies,

And dangling earrings,

She's allergic to green kiwi,

And pumpkin seeds,

She can speak 4 languages,

And somehow read 6,

She wrestles with inner thoughts,

That hopefully to character leads,

Concerning pride and envy,

Selfishness and being stingy,

She's still learning to balance,

Being tactful and straightforward,

To love with no reserve,

To be more than mere words,

She eats most anything,

Likes coffee, chocolate, and green tea,

Her heart softens at guitar riffs,

And she sketches reality down with a 2B,

She likes to try new food and drinks,

Sometimes even trying out in her baking,

She feels that there is much she's lacking,

But believes that life is a journey of learning,

One of her mottos,

Is reflect, learn, improve,

Today is gone, tomorrow still comes,

She's still gotta move,

Chasing her dream,

There's nothing to lose,

As long as she doesn't,

Forget the Creator of Heaven,

And she's awaiting someone with the same values,

But for tonight, she has some sleeping to do.