Her

Mon, 09/05/2016 - 17:00 -- Jess122

The thing that makes me the happiest is her.
For four years, I've known that for sure.
Her bright smile and gorgeous laugh is contagious.
How much I love her is absolutely outrageous.
She's been there for me through thick and thin.
I wish I've met her sooner, where had she been?
I owe that girl my life,
And I thank her from keeping away from strife.
Because if it wasnt for her,
I know for sure
That I would see the world as my enemy.
But thats not the case, and she makes me the best me I can be.

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