My Valentine
Such a perfect pictured man;
he’s the perfect gentleman.
He has yet to understand that he’s my sweetest Valentine. How could I possibly deny, that he’s the right guy.
One to truly entrust my heart. Even for the day.
How could I be swayed?
Inspired every day; morning and night. Seeking for the sight, of tenderness light that seeps into his eyes.
This was suppose to be part of a Valentine’s Day story about Goggles and Rider but never had time to actually write it out because of work.
Anyway, Goggles is speaking about Rider if that isn’t clear ;)