She

The way she shrugged when asked something she found funny;
The way her nose crinkled when she wanted to dismiss something;
The way her nasal twang becomes pronounced unpredictably, and only I could find that irresistibly cute;
The way her hair flowed backwards that night in the mess;
The way she made it a point to remember you when you thought she had short-term memory;
The way she smses when you least expect it, and then you get that lurch in your stomach;
The way she calls you by a name in a way only she can;
The way she makes you want to stare at her in a crowd, even when you know that people are noticing;
The way she gives you a warm glow when you are teased around with her;
The way she can work you into a jealous fit when she speaks to other male specimens around you;
The way she makes you realise it was never meant to be; it was too difficult in the first place...