That Girl
Her amazing eyes that I could gaze into for hours.
Her beautiful hair that shines like the summer ocean at dawn.
Her dimpled cheeks when she smiles.
Her soft voice and her warm laughter.
It all consumes me.
Not everyone sees these things in her.
And that's okay.
They're just missing out.
One day all of her intelligence, beauty, and humour will be all mine.
And it'll be just me and her.
I just have to figure out how to talk to her first.
Copyright © Drew Worthington | Year Posted 2015
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