You look at her and you wonder, 'What could she ever see in me?' She's an amazing individual, strong in all aspects. Her personality is enigmatic and her laughter is contagious, her smile infectious. She is a born leader, trustworthy and loyal through and through. She would rather die for someone she trusts than to break her word. She can kill a wraith with her bare hands, or at least a couple of sticks. She's gorgeous and tan...
You're meek, you're nerdy, you're anti-social, and pale as a ghost.
"Elizabeth," she sighs and reaches behind her, searching. "I'm cold... please come back to bed."
And as you slide under the sheets behind her, smiling as you wrap her up in your arms, it doesn't matter what she sees in you; all that matters is the now.