At one moment you are looking into big eyes of a little girl and you think you know her at all, but in fact you do not know anything about her in spite of you have known her from the beginning of her life.
How many facets and thoughts are hidden inside herself right this moment? One moment, one glance, many aspects, many memories, many unfullfilled dreams, too many secrets. Is the one girl really the one or are there many girls hidden inside of one body?
When you think you know everything about a small girl you have reached the point when you know nothing about her.