Thoughts Of My Silent Mind

She Wanted This

She asked me to write what's on my mind. But she is on my mind. Her smile. Her eyes. Her laugh. Her giggle. Her hugs. Just her. Everything about her. The good memories are on my mind. I block out the bad ones. I don't know why,probably because of how much she means to me. I dunno. But I love her. She can act like a real blonde,but that's okay! I love her anyways. But yeah! She's on my mind