Looking at her while she's so bewildered by the glances that I'm giving her.
Our absence began to pondered upon us... Beginning to throb, like a broken hearted heart.
Having her suffer so much stuff lead me to a depression that's so overwhelming.
Understanding her and her struggles became apparent to drive us closer.
Us being us but not having an establishment first.
I got lost in her eyes because of her subjected abundance.
Her eyes were like an ocean, self built with all of the misery others caused her.
I fell in love with her smile, because it was genuine to my soul.
Her lips are like a strawberry; juicy, red, and sweet.
Her glances are very sweet, they give me butterflies every time I seen her.
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My First Everything
Non-FictionMy first love is my first everything. First kiss, first touch, even first hug. Looking into her eyes I fell instantly in love. By looking at her smile, it hypnotized me in such a way that made me weak. Touching her body without being around each oth...
