Why i keep my distance

I see her on campus. She is deserving of the term gorgeous. She has jet black shoulder length hair. Her eyes are a rich brown, not too dark, not too light. She has a smile that can be described as nothing less than amazing. Her figure is properly proportioned, not fat, not anorexicly skinny. She commands this feminine aura that drives me to appreciate her every time i see her. I do not know her name nor do i care to. Knowing her as more than one very attractive young lady would ruin everything. Before I saw her as often as i do now, i had seen her once in the library. We traded smiles at each other... everything was right with the world as we went about our business on our respective computers. Her significant other at the time walked over and i observed her behavior. It was very reminiscent of cristi's in that it was clear that she was in need of attention. Leaving the library that day i didn't think much of it. Now i see her at least twice a week, although smiles are not traded. I see her and sneak a glance here or there... never attempting to get close enough to know her. Never getting close enough to start a conversation; she was marked off limits in my mind from the time i watched her in the library. At an age where it is rare to be this attractive in body and also be attractive in mind i will not allow myself to hope that she is any different. I would much rather admire her beauty and be blissfully ignorant, keeping my distance from her, than to take the chance of having my criticisms and thoughts of disappoint about girls my age further proven correct.