Him

by EmilyAnn   Dec 31, 2006


Each morning i get up and start to think of him
the very next day its the same thing again
i love his smile and his laugh
even though we don't make a good match
i love his baby face
and how no one can take my place
this boy is my world
and I'm so happy I'm his girl
every since i have been with him things just haven't been the same
and i love him so much and that will never change

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