A list of 43 items

A list of 43 items was written out on a page, describing her faceless lover, as if it were peace of meat passing an inspection, grade A, B or C. She passed up any and everyone who came along her path in life , and with a laugh as empty as her skull, she chastised her days away. As the years passed by it started to seem as if her list of impeccable qualities laughed right back at her, as she slowly came to several grim conclusions and piece by piece lost her sanity. Yes in her vanity of what a man fitting for her would uncompromisingly have to be, she found none other than her reflection and her own identity. The quantitative grew teeth, with an insatiable appetite for the soul, as she stayed true to her list, and the list slowly ate her whole.