Butterflies in my stomach,
Cheeks getting pinkish-red.
My mind falls on the one just for me,
And only that special one.
His eyes are hazel,
As I gaze into them, I am hypnotized.
His hair is frumpy brown,
I can run my fingers through it.
He may not be an athlete,
Nor have teh best body.
Yet, all of that is not important to me,
'Cause I am neither myself.
He makes me laugh,
Hemakes me blush.
He brought me happiness,
When I was in a dreadful position.
We saved each other,
From destroying our lives.
Now, we need to be together,
I love him. His name is Justin.
 HeartSeeker Lea · Mon Aug 15, 2005 @ 10:50pm · 0 Comments |
