HER
She was the synonym of perfection. For a girl like her, God probably took his time and decided that she would be identified as one of his greatest gifts. Her dark brown eyes were beautiful and deep.
Her face. I could stare at her all day and never get tired. Her beautiful, oval face and her pink lips. Her perfectly shaped jawline, highlighting her dimples anytime, she smiled. Her kisses left you yearning for more. Her hugs felt like a breeze, they were just abrupt yet so comforting. After she let's go of you after a hug, you crave her warmth all over again.
I was in so deep, I didn't know I was drowning.
I'm not exaggerating. Neither, am I lying.
Because I've met her.
Her smile cuts through, deep into your chest, coning you and silencing whatever pain you were feeling at the moment. She makes you feel at peace. Makes you feel like you're in the right place. When she says, you are mine, then best believe you are hers forever. Because, if you try leaving her then you will understand why you should have just stayed.
A lesson was taught, a man had to change.
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HER
RomanceHighest ranking #1 lesson She was the synonym of perfection. For a girl like her God probably took his time and decided that she would be identified as one of his greatest gifts. Her dark brown eyes were beautiful and deep. Her face. I could stare...
