Her light white skin so soft , Her eyes blue like water , so  beautiful she is , so sweet ,so awesome ,
Me myself interested with the connection I feel ,
is it love ? Or is it fun .... , I think I feel Love because Love is fun , Love is real ,
with her soft white pure skin against mine , her sweet lips touch mine , her hand in mine , the touch , the spark so big like the fourth of July ,
but the bitter fear of her gone , I sulk I sink and I think , I Love this girl , close or far , here or gone ,
her voice in my head like a record on repeat , I close my eyes and there she is ,
here with me eventhough she is gone , I love HER !