Your Face

All I ever think about is you.
I think about how we met.
I remember our first date.
Our first kiss…
Those wonderful weekends together at the movies,
The park,
Your parents house,
My parents house,
Your smile and my smile.
Our hugs,
Our kisses,
Yes indeed, all I ever think about is you.
I even think about your face.
But wait…
Your face…
It's hard to describe because although all I ever think about is you,
I haven't quite crossed roads with you yet,
In fact I've never met you.
I don't know what you look like,
Or who you are,
But I do know that you are the one for me.
When I find you I will love you forever.
                                            
                                                Eva Zelarayan
			10-12-08
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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February 16, 2009 at 10:43 AM
I am so digging this piece..the first half talked about him as if you knew him but then you revealed that you haven't even met him yet..how cool is that..love the ending..when you find him he is going to be one lucky dude.
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