You're so beautiful, my love. Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I've been enamored by your grace. I still remember that day crystal clear, how could I not? I know you remember, you must. Your arresting black hair moving elegantly, your lips glossy, striking glassy blue eyes, and porcelain white skin like that of a doll's. I was captivated by the stunning young lady in front of me at the counter of the near empty convenience store. I knew I loved you since the moment I heard your soft, sweet voice quietly thanking the man working the counter. It was then that you looked around and saw me looking at you. Being the nice person you are, you smiled at me and said hello. I awkwardly smiled and said hi back. You then turned around and handed over the money. I quickly grew into a panic when you left out the door, for I thought I might not be able to see your lovely face again. I quickly threw the things I was about to purchase on the counter, told the cashier that I left my wallet at home, and that I was sorry. I sprinted as fast as I could to catch up, not wanting to lose sight of you. I noticed that you walked home. I was saddened to see my dear beloved walking alone at 11 PM, it could be dangerous for a beautiful young girl like you to walk around alone at night. Who knows what kind of people could be lurking around at such a time. Especially in that little blue skirt and tight white shirt, there a lot of creepy people around here. I knew that I had to do something, so I followed you home to make sure you were safe. You didn't notice me, but that's okay. Our relationship had just begun, after all. After about five minutes, you walked up a house. Such a nice girl, buying groceries for her family. You were greeted by a boy, about your age. I assumed that it was your brother, but he seemed to kiss you quite passionately. And for a long time, at that. I was very hurt, I never expected my sweet and innocent darling to have a boyfriend. And why was he over at 11 PM? But it's okay, I have you with me now, and you're as beautiful as ever. I was curious and went up to your house, just for a little peek at your life. As soon as you closed the door I bolted up the pathway and went up to the porch. I realized that I was being loud and ducked in fear of being seem through any window. I knew that you didnt want your boyfriend to see your secret love, so I respected that. I went to the other sides of the house to see if I could look through any windows. I found one that had the curtains moved just enough for me to see. I look through and see a pink fluffy room, most likely yours. I opened up the window a bit to smell. Strawberries. As expected of my sweet innocent baby. i suddenly feel strange. I look down and see that I have gotten an erection. How dare I, thinking lewd and impure thoughts about my precious baby? But I now know that you love it, that you love me, and that you love the things i say, the things I do, and much more. Who couldn't love me, honestly? I'm the nicest and most caring 30 year old man I know, to be frank. "Oh my sweet baby, we can be together soon. And I'll protect you from all the monsters out here these days. We can run away together, my love and yours will finally come reality." I thought to myself while touching myself at the time. Back to the present, I look over at the beauty. She's so cute, smart too. She looks unhappy, but she's always like that. Ah well, she's still perfect to me. I notice that she is crying. I walk closer to her and she starts trying to run away. She can't. It always makes me mad when she acts like she doesn't love me. I sneak closer to her face and lick her tears away. Everything about her is amazing, even her tears. She starts to cry louder, for a reason unknown. "Dont cry, my love. The neighbors always complain. We wouldn't want that, huh?" I say in a quiet voice. She says she doesn't want to get married. I understand, she believes our love is strong enough, we dont need a paper saying we are. She continues to make noise. No one can hear it all the way from this basement, but it disrupts my sleep, so I put duck tape over her mouth. Such a shame, she has such gorgeous lips. "I love you, our love is forever. Good night." I say as I walk up the stairs and go to my room. All the walls are filled with pictures of me and her. I smile as I plop onto my bed. I close my eyes and dream of my dear baby. Only 15, yet so mature and wonderful.
