Sorry I missed Sunday
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Everything about him:
His eyes, his smile, his laugh, the way he dresses, his walk, the way he talks, the way he speaks, his lips, the way he plays instruments everything about him is perfect.
Everything he does is perfect, he can't do anything wrong.
His laugh, his smile, his everything makes me smile, just thinking about him brings a smile to my lips.
The way he effortlessly looks perfect drives me crazy.
Whenever he smiles or laughs I can tell he has no idea how perfect, amazing or adorable he is, everything about him to me is perfect.
He can do no wrong.
I hate the idea that he could get hurt or feel pain or feel sad and there is nothing I can do.
Whenever I watch him play instruments its the most amazing thing I've ever seen, one of the most beautiful, I just can't get enough.
They should write a book about him, I'd read it front to back and imagine him being there talking to me, singing to me.
I love the way he dances it makes me laugh it reminds me that even if he's miles away he can always make me laugh or smile.
How is he so perfect? does he know? Does he know how he makes me feel, if he does... Do I make him just as crazy?
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If anyone else has ever felt this way please tell me.😇😊
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Poetry about him
PoesiThis is poetry about a guy I use to/I'm trying to get over, so please have patience I'm also not very good I've never done poetry before so please I need the feed back.
