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May 2016
Sometimes i have vivid dreams
When i wake in the morning
I still remember the details
Like the color of his eyes
And how long his hair was
But don't i always remember these things?
I think about him
All day all night
And this isn't a dream anymore
He's never off my mind

His eyes tell stories no one shall know
And his lips as soft as could be
But i'm the only one who knows
I'm the only one he will tell such things
Because i love him, and he loves me

People always say
β€œDress to impress”
But i'll look the worst
And he will still give me his best
I may not be the prettiest girl
Or the sharpest crayon in the box
But giving him my all
Is what i'm best at over all

So always find a boy who looks at you
Like the way he looks at me
With his mysterious brown eyes
And his lips that shall not lie
And his warming personality
And a smile that lights up a room
With so much more
But that's not to tell
Written by
madeline leon
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