Chasing after her

Chasing after her

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As Colby lead me to who knows where i got anxious. "We're here." He whispered in my ear and removed his hands from my eyes. I looked Around in awe. There was a waterfall that went into a small pond, with floating lights in it, and twinkling Christmas lights were strung in the trees and there was blanket on the ground. Colby pulled me to the blanket and sat me down. "Paris, I know I'm not the best guy, but I want to be the perfect guy for you. If your the sky, I will be the moon. If your the words, I will be the tone. Your always on my mind, it's like your underneath my skin. I remember the first time I saw you.... I held you close and told my father that you're mine. I've known you since you were born, and always made sure you were safe... Even if i got the blow for it. I know you see me as the player, but trust me your the only girl I want. Its always been you. I want to know the little things that make you smile, so I can surprise you with them. I also want to know what makes you cry, so I can avoid them. I love you Paris, and I hope you love me too."
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