Why I Love That Girl
Her smile, her lips, her eyes, everything about her makes me weak. I look at her and all I see is beautiful no matter how her hair looks or how she is dressed. She was the first woman that I have ever loved, and probably the only woman that I will love like this in my life. I can still remember the first time she said she loved me, we were sitting at the reservoir after our eleventh date I was holding her in my arms and we were watching the the sunset. Something about the way the sun made her skin glow drove me crazy. Everybody thinks I am crazy for loving her the way I do but I think that we were made for each other. We were made to walk hand in hand with each other, and love each other.