She was a diamond, the true reflection of class. An expensive jewel on display, contained within glass. You longed to own her but she was elusive and had no interest in being exclusive. You tried to make her feel vulnerable by being obsessive and intrusive. You wore her in the hope that she would glisten in the light but she only attracted countless voyuerists who too were fascinated by the sight. A beautiful crystal that everybody desired and wanted as part of their collection. You kept her inside a box trying to disguise it as a place for her protection. But she was an elegant masterpiece and she would always do as she pleased.