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