The Stars In Her Eyes

I remember a lot about my past. I remember the struggles, the joy, and the pain. But most of all I remember her; everything about her made my heart race. Lips pink like her favorite type of lemonade, eyes beautiful and brown filled with innocence, a body curvy and amazing. She was a true beauty, she was my everything. I remember everything that led up to the last time I saw her also, I guess I experienced a cheesy love story.