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Just A Girl


She looks at me and I melt inside, 

I cant talk or breathe and I stutter. 

Her beauty makes me feel weightless, 

and I feel like she can make me do anything with just that look of hers. 

I just want to hold her, 

to protect her and make sure she's safe. 

I know I would make her feel like a princess, 

so why cant she just see that? 

I just want her, 

not even just physically. 

Sex is whatever, she means more to me than that, 

I want to spend time with her. 

I want to know her like we have met in a past life, 

I just want to talk to her. 

I’m a 19 year old  male college student, 

and I don't want to just fuck her, I must be in love. 

I dont know what to do when I see her, 

My hands dig inside my pockets looking for a tunnel to escape. 

I cant stop looking at her face, the way she smiles, 

the way she laughs, and how she looks at me. 

Then I wake up out of my daze, 

I open my already open eyes. 

In front of me is my laptop, 

And Ive been thinking about her for the past hour. 

Many ask what her name is, 

but I cannot tell. 

I dont even know her name, 

I just know she is somewhere on this planet. 

I hope to meet her someday, 

And tell her how I feel. 

Until then I will still think of her and all her beauty, 

and how she makes me happy without even knowing her. 

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