A dissection of the attitudes of people.

She never really understood why, but she always decided to be happy. Every time the brick in the hand of all of her demons bashed into her face she just laughed it off. There was never a time that she didn't have a smile on her face if she was looking you in the eye. She made a conscious effort to look you in the eyes every time too. She never said anything that was mean or crude, but instead said the sweetest things that only made you adore her more. Her hair was always fixed and her face always slightly enhanced with color. If you ever took time to watch her you would notice her selfless concern for everyone else. Yet, you knew nothing about her. The only thing you ever collected from your observances is that she was smart. So smart, but so humble. She didn't purposefully use big words to confuse you but on every term exam she made nearly perfect marks. She was so talented at everything. For her, you assumed that there was no limit. She, of course, put her heart into everything. She was the nicest person you ever met. While, admittedly, she wasn't the most aesthetically appealing, you never would think about it while in her presence because she was such a beautiful person. Although she rarely made you laugh or react to her, you wanted to talk to her. You would share every agonizing detail about your life with her while she actually listened and cared. Your secrets were all safe with her and that was evident. There was no fault or flaw to her. No rigid seem, just a soft, cool pillow and a warm wool skin. 

And these fond memories are all you hold of her.