September 12, 2011
Dark blue eyes with a tint of green can't ecape my memory. I imagine my fingers running through your blond curly hair. You smile stops my heart beat every time, and you voice is calm and relaxing. I love you hands, big and firm, but smooth and reassuring. Every time I see your face, I fall deeper and harder for you. Everyone tells me that you would be good for me, but I can't help wondering if I am good for you.

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