True Love.
True love… when you can’t stop thinking about him.
When you turn In an English paper and his name is written all over it.
When you start at him all day and find out his eyes were blue.
When you smile every time you hear his name.
When you see him in the hall and wish you were in his arms.
by
Meggersposted on 03/17/2008
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