Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The sister

There she is just standing there
With her perfect sense of style
I love the way she looks at me
And I love her beautiful smile
Her shiny, wavy hair in her face
And her glossy, green-blue eyes
I get this feeling every time I see her
This flame within me that never dies
I can never stop staring at her
She's all I want to see
Everything else around me disappears
And I never want to leave
She makes my hands tremble
And she steals away my heart
Just looking at her standing there
Makes me fall apart
I love hearing her goofy laugh
And being around her
She always seems to reel me in
And my feelings she likes to stir
I'm standing only ten feet away
And I feel like I already miss her
Then she turns around and looks at me...
Oh crap..that's her sister.

(Guy's point of view)

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