What he thinks of me

by Carla Benser   Aug 20, 2015


She is down to earth, fun to be with, loving and understanding. It is hard to believe knowing someone for such a short time, but it feels like we are love birds. when I look into her eyes the feelings just come rushing and unexplainable. When she puts her hand on top of my hand, my heart starts to race. When we are apart, I can feel the love I have for her in my heart. She is what I think about before I sleep and when I wake up. I find myself thinking about her all hours of the day. Every moment of the day she occupies my mind.

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