She’s the coolest girl at the party in the 30 seconds at the bathroom stall where she’s the bestest of your friends. 

He’s the voice in the speaker that calls you angel, the one you’ve never met but somehow know you can trust.

She’s an old goddess you confide in, one so deeply engraved  in society people have forgotten her name, yet keep praying unconsciously to her virtues. 

He’s an old story brought to life, a twist of the classical fairytale, a boy in a pearl earring.