I remember that magical day when we first met.
That magical day when I first saw your pretty face.
That was the day when I first held your hand and hugged you.
That was day when i first looked into your gorgeous eyes and that was the day our lips first met.
You had put on a checked shirt and blue jeans. Am pretty certain I did not give a compliment, but let me take this chance to tell you that you looked amazing and that those jeans were smocking on you. Your body thilled me, I was like 'Wow! this girl fine. Is she really here to see me? She can't be the one.'
Our eyes met, you smiled, and i was certain that it was you. You seemed really happy to see me. You looked at me as though we'd met before and for sure it was as though we'd met before, but I could not recall where i had see you from, maybe in a dream.
Its her, the girl that i talk to at night, the girl with the fine accent and unique laughter.
The girl that tells me not to forget to pray before bed.
You crossed the road and i wrapped my hands around your waist for a hug.
I was quite comfortable with you. I saw you to be mine and thats why i treated you as though you were actually mine.
I remember I had a tray of eggs and I asked you to hold it for me. You hesitated, there was …show more content…
I chilled for you by O'Hagans. You took quite a while, frankly i was going to walk in on you, just kidding but seriously i would have walked in on you. You came back, and you sat right in front of me. I looked you straight in the eye, you smiled. I couldn't stop looking into your eyes. I found them to be very attractive. I'd always had a thing for girls with pretty eyes and yours were incredibly sexy. You smelt really good too. I asked you about your spray and you showed it to me. Sitted on those benches, face to face, was where we made the longest eye contact and that was where I noticed the sparkle and brown color of your eyes and that was where you said i blushed for
That magical day when I first saw your pretty face.
That was the day when I first held your hand and hugged you.
That was day when i first looked into your gorgeous eyes and that was the day our lips first met.
You had put on a checked shirt and blue jeans. Am pretty certain I did not give a compliment, but let me take this chance to tell you that you looked amazing and that those jeans were smocking on you. Your body thilled me, I was like 'Wow! this girl fine. Is she really here to see me? She can't be the one.'
Our eyes met, you smiled, and i was certain that it was you. You seemed really happy to see me. You looked at me as though we'd met before and for sure it was as though we'd met before, but I could not recall where i had see you from, maybe in a dream.
Its her, the girl that i talk to at night, the girl with the fine accent and unique laughter.
The girl that tells me not to forget to pray before bed.
You crossed the road and i wrapped my hands around your waist for a hug.
I was quite comfortable with you. I saw you to be mine and thats why i treated you as though you were actually mine.
I remember I had a tray of eggs and I asked you to hold it for me. You hesitated, there was …show more content…
I chilled for you by O'Hagans. You took quite a while, frankly i was going to walk in on you, just kidding but seriously i would have walked in on you. You came back, and you sat right in front of me. I looked you straight in the eye, you smiled. I couldn't stop looking into your eyes. I found them to be very attractive. I'd always had a thing for girls with pretty eyes and yours were incredibly sexy. You smelt really good too. I asked you about your spray and you showed it to me. Sitted on those benches, face to face, was where we made the longest eye contact and that was where I noticed the sparkle and brown color of your eyes and that was where you said i blushed for