Precious

As I walk down the halls that so often I see,
Something suddenly hits me, and I stop to think.
I see a cute smiling face in my head and I blink,
And then I wonder at how it could possibly be
That I ever found someone as awesome as she.
The smiling face in my head gives me a wink,
As I walk towards my next class I'm on the brink
Of just laughing out loud so gleefully.
I see a crowd of people ahead in the hall,
And I think of what to say to her.
As I keep walking, my mind loses all
Of what it was going to say in a blur.
And I realize as I go to stand by her, tall,
That she is to me more precious than myrrh.