My Love (His POV)

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Seeing her for the first time was like a cool tropical breeze, 

Something you never wanna let go of

Something that gives you life.

I could see the kindness in her heart, the sweetness in her smile and the joyfulness in her steps

I had to make her mine

Why?

Because I'm in love with her

I mean who wouldn't?

Brown curly hair that goes down to the middle of her back,

her short stature making her even more adorable and don't even get me started on her eyes

Dark brown melted chocolate swirls that draw you into a trap and hold you hostage.

I'm willing to protect her from pain and heartbreak,

Encourage the potential I know she has,

Be her shoulder to cry in when she needs it,

And love her until I take my last breath.

She will make me into the man I was destined to be.

And for that I wanna say 'I love you already'

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