Treasure Island

Erin Reale

(5/30/97 / New Hampshire)

20 reasons why i love you 3


I love the way you look at me
I love the way you care
I love the way you mess with me
And play with my hair
I love that I can be me
Whenever your around
I love the way you lift me up
Even when im down
I love the things you call me
And the way you brighten my day
I love our inside jokes
Our little “Do you remembers”
And the way you make me float away
I love your smile
Your eyes
And your hair
I love the way you make me laugh
and the way your there when I cry
I love the way its so natural
And as easy as could be
I love the way I love you
And the way you love me ♥

<3 Erin Le Reale

Submitted: Saturday, March 06, 2010

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