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This is a piece I threw together in Eng class when my mind was definitely on other things. |
| He's so true. I can see it all in his eyes. Those eyes, they're so captivating How they suck in the world around them And focus so strongly, Eager and willingly. Those frosty-blue eyes Something I used to only dream about. "Hey Beautiful," he greets me. Not just once, But every time we talk. Nothing's expected of us. Just taking things slow, Enjoying the life, He's so true. He doesn't change When he's around me. We have the same friends Some of the same interests And music. He plays his guitar so sweetly And it ponders in my mind. Visions of him Plucking and strumming With all of his heart. As he looks to me and smiles. I love the way he's so true to me. My blonde haired, blue-eyes boyfriend. |