I met him on a blissful day. He was beautiful, everything a girl wanted. I loved him. He was mine now. He pulled me close and whispered gently in my ear, "I love you more than anything in the whole wide world." I smiled and replied, I love you more than anyone could imagine. He kissed me gently on the forehead.
We went back to my place and sat on the couch and watched movies. He smiled at me and blew kisses in my face. The only time I feel special is when I am around him. I smiled gently at him and reached for his hand. I had a very secure feeling around him.
No one would understand him better than I do. He explained how he had a difficult life at home and I listened to every single detail. I actually cared about him, unlike some people. I tell him my many secrets. People stay together if they listen to each other carefully, and that's what me and him did.
He is my best friend, not just my boyfriend. Some high school relationships never work out for a long time but, we managed to do it and make it work. He always met me anywhere I went, he never forgot anything about me, and he is the type that says "I love you" first. He just makes me feel like a queen. He does it all by himself. So when the other girls ask "Who is that" and they have a dopey look in their face, I say "He's Mine".
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