She is Her
She is her
By: Andrew Lanciotto
It’s different this time.
That feeling.
The one you don't ignore.
It’s that type of feeling.
That feeling
you get
when you don't know
how to feel.
You want to show her.
How much you feel.
But it’s simply complicated.
Such a strong feeling.
Unmistakable.
But yet,
Unexplainable.
There’s just something about it.
The way.
The way she is.
The way she moves.
The way she speaks.
And oh.
Her laugh.
It’s your weakness.
The weakness you enjoy.
You embrace it.
It brings you there.
To that place.
That place that you can't go.
Physically.
But someone can drive you there.
Mentally.
The place where nothing else matters.
An indescribable high.
But only that one.
That one special girl.
She is the one,
The one that can bring you there.
The one that will never leave.
That one that will never lie to you.
That one that will always love you.
She is that girl that sneaks into your head,
when you dream.
She is your goddess.
Your queen.
The one you will not let go of.
The one you will not let be hurt.
The one you will always,
Always love.
She is...
her.
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