He has baby blue eyes and dark blonde hair.
Here i am entangled in conversation, not really listening, but hearing every word. He is the type of guy you can count on, he listens when needed, gives good advice and has a smile that turns dark to light. The perfect guy. And i find myself falling in love with the best friend i could ask for. I wonder if the way i feel is obvious, i wonder if he can tell. I open my mouth to say something but the words just don't come. With each passing moment the love grows stronger. I vowed never to fall in love with one of my best friends, but fate conspires against me. And to say the least i don't think i would have it any other way. And though i wonder how he feels, i have to let go because he doesn't know and i can't tell him. But i now know that i have fell in love with...
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I would like to translate this poem
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