Her eyes made me smile.
The way they glisten in the sun.
The way they change from blue to green to brown.
My smile made her smile.
The way it made her face glow.
The way it made her giggle.
We did every thing together.
The way we held hands and said we would never let go.
The way we sat and watched the sunset.
She was the girl.
She was my everything.
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