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Jun 2013
Friday afternoon and there she stood. Her phone in one hand and my breathe in the other. She glowed and made me think creator had placed an angel on this earth for me, for at least today.
Her and me, we drove around for a little bit like two fools...maybe I was just the fool. I couldn't look at her for too long without her eye meeting mine and I'd blush (which is nice and new).

Her eyes looked as if I was staring into two explosions of brown inside green that had been stilled in time and placed here to bless any person who had the chance to hold that lovely gaze.

After walking around the river and talking for a few little hours, I know I meet someone who other men would write songs for. Her elegance made me wonder what sort of person could even think of harming her in any way.

You know, I could use all the fancy words and phrases now, but let me tell you this. When I was next to her just listening to her voice, smiling with her smile, or looking as her eyes lit up that edge of the bench...the only word tumbling through my head was "...wow".

It's a good thing she had to leave, if she hadn't I would have sat there on that bench with her for the rest of my life. We would have new presidents, empires would have risen and fall, the Avenger 2 would have come out and I would still be sitting there smiling and blushing every time she said my name.
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