As I dully go through the daily ritual of school, there is one thing that I can always look forward to. No matter how depressed or angry I am, seeing her smile never fails to cheer me up. Anyone can smile, but none seem to have the effect on me as hers. I know that if there was one perfect thing on this shameful planet, that would be it. It has the brightness of a million suns, yet an indescribable beauty that captivates my every breath. The wealth found in that by me is clearly unknown to her, for all she does is smile. And, while infatuated with her, all I can do is smile back. Her smile is hardly just a rising of the lips, but it is shown in her whole face. Her astounding eyes seem to smile along with the rest of her, creating a sight of immaculate beauty. It seems strange to me that a simple gesture of kindness can leave one enthralled at the sight, but her act of friendship is the one thing that keeps me going throughout the day. If ever a fit of sadness or anger overcomes me, I think of her bright, heavenly face, and can't help but to omit my problems. If she only knew what she meant to me; not only for her stunning smile, and gorgeous looks, but the perfection of her inner self, and the sweetness imbedded in every one of her actions. I'll never forget the first day that I was witness to this miracle of life itself; the simple smile of the sweetest, most perfect person in the world.