her.
her voice is like a lullaby,
lulling me to sleep easier than anything could before,
easing my insomnia and making me feel safe,
telling me she loves me and making everything okay.
her eyes are like oceans,
full of greens and blues and greys,
so deep and mysterious, but so enticing,
something you wish you could swim in for days.
her smile is like sunshine,
shining so brightly and so purely,
making me feel warm from the inside out,
so full of joy and happiness that you can't help but smile back.
her hands are like a puzzle piece,
fitted perfectly for mine,
so warm and soft, and so small,
but so full of strength and love.
her kisses are like honey,
so sweet and oh so tempting,
you can't help but go back for more after your first taste,
and wish that you never have to see the day where you must live without them.
her love is like sweet iced tea,
so refreshing and soothing,
nostalgic and comforting, like a childhood friend,
and always there to make your day brighter.
i love her.
i love everything about her.
and if there ever comes a day that she stops loving me,
i will continue to love her for as long as i live.
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