I try to write about you and how i fell for you so quickly but i just can't. I can't put into words how perfect you really are. I can't put into words how perfect this feeling is or how you perfectly made me feel it. How perfect riding in your chevy truck with your hand on my thigh is, our long talks and how your eyes still looked at me as if i was pretty even after you saw that scares on my legs. How perfect it was to walk in the woods with you, you picked me up to carry me over the muddy parts so i wouldn't ruin my converse, perfect.
I can't put into words how it felt to stand in front of that old house and pond with your arms wrapped around my waste on a cold February day i can't describe it other than perfect, because thats all it is with you. Perfection.

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