For all the things I loved about you that weren't really you.

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You've watched her for days, weeks, months...she seems so perfect. You're obsessed with her smile, you worship the sound of her laughter. Her body is sculpted to angelic perfection. The thought of having her notice you is all that keeps you going.

The reality is nothing like your fantasy; she's a human being with faults and issues, just like everyone else. But that is not what you see. You will never even contemplate her imperfections.

To you, in your idolizing mind, she is a goddess.