I make no excuses it is me when I am at fault, it is me when I have let you down, it is me that never quite meets the expectation and it's me who will always be there for you.
Why does she stay? What does she see? Who does she see? She is smart, beautiful and strong. I am hopelessly in love.
Blinded by her energy and jello in her hands. She is all things and I am one.
She is there for me even when I cannot be. She waits for me when I am late.
Her foot steps are like a butterfly and her breathe is like a soft breeze after a rain.
Her hands are like a waterfall cool and strong and her embrace is just as long. Oh how I love this girl, this strong woman, my friend.
She makes me two instead of one. Have you ever seen angel? I have everyday for the rest of my life.
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