She is just, well I am outta words....
She is just, so beautiful.....
.... that every time i look at her,
.... I forget to take a breath.
She is just, well I'm aware....
She is just, so flawless....
.... that every time i think of her,
.... I forget where I am.
She is just, well I know....
That she will be the end of me....
.... that even after knowing it,
.... I am ready to fall again.
Sometime, just sometime I think how can someone be so beautiful, kind, breathtaking, alluring, sweet, innocent, lovely, perfect, supportive, creative, mildly jealous, think no harm, helpful, stunning, glorious, gorgeous, helpful, patient, persistent, fierce,......
.... all at once.
I have just dreams of being with her.
For all I knew, it will remain a dream.
That How can she bE, all of these qualities and still LoVe me.....
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iS She the onE
Poetryoh god, I thought I ve had enough... but nope... She comes out of no where, swept me off again of my feet.
