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If You Can't Be A Poet, Be A Poem.
by ~R.I. Green

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Boyfriend [[1]]

01/21/2014

R:
He makes me truly happy when I'm sad. He's unknowingly there for me and helping me through so much. I can feel myself falling in love with him. I think I already have. It's been two weeks since he's officially been mine tomorrow, but I've liked him/started falling for him at the beginning of the school year in September. He's such a sweet, caring man and I hate not being able to see him or talk to him face-to-face. It's so nice to finally have somebody here for me, and I look forward to spending all of my holidays with him. God, he's just so amazingly perfect to me. I love his voice, his hair, his eyes, his smile, how his hand fits in mine, how his fingers play with my hair and wrap themselves around my fingers. I love how his entire face lights up the second he sees me, how easily he blushes, how he's completely innocent (hasn't even had his first kiss yet - I'm a damn wuss, right??) and how sweet he is to my friends. I mean, he genuinely cares about all of them and he WANTS to know what's going on in all of our lives. He likes me for me and I love him for that. And I love his personality most... He's perfect.

previous entry: Boy Problems [[2]]

next entry: Story: Betrayed: Chapter 1

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