She's always there. She's in my dreams.
And I don't even know who she is.
The dreams are always different. I'm always in a new locale with her. And I discover something more about her every time I dream.
I've become obsessed with her, since as I can't get away, I might as well know everything there is about her.
She's beautiful. Absolutely radiantly beautiful. If it was possible, I'd almost dare to call her angelic. Her hair is of a soft shining blonde, her eyes are of a deep oceanic blue. And the way she gazes at me with such understanding and warmth, time practically comes to a near standstill.
These dreams are definitely not of somebody I know, there is definitely not anyone I know of who could resemble her in the slightest. I've also postulated that she's a combination of girls, but I haven't found any satisfactory answers for that either.
These dreams do not come often, but they keep coming, and have been coming to me for the past four or so years.
Who is she? Why does she keep appearing? Why does my heart yearn for her so badly?
No, she's not an elf.