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HER
EYES SPARKLES LIKE BLADES OF GRASS
Dear Cupid,
When I'm with her I feel on top of the world, like there is nothing that
could possibly go wrong. Everything is exactly as it should be and could
not be any better. Whenever we part, my every thought brings me back to
her. Everything I do, everything I see and everything I hear comes back
to her. There is no way I could make it through a day without thinking
of her.
However, when I am with her I feel more frustrated, irritated and all
together out-of-control than I ever have before. She frustrates me, irritates
me and there are times that I just want to strangle her. I talk to her,
and her views, thoughts, and beliefs go completely against everything
I know to be right and wrong. She is the epitome of a liberal democrat;
I am the essence of moderate republican. She likes Fahrenheit 9/11, and
I think Michael Moore is an idiot. She voted Kerry, I voted Bush. Her
views on life and the way our country should be run are almost completely
opposite of mine.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
She is the ying to my yang, and the north to my south. She makes me happy
when I am sad, and sad when I am happy. I just can’t imagine my life
without her. I’ve known her for four months now and she is the only
person I have ever imagined spending my life with, and the only person
I can’t see spending my life without.
My feelings for her are tender and mean, pleasant and rough, because she
is feisty (in a good way) and rude. When I’m with her I feel like
I’m in heaven and hell, that I’m up and I’m down, that
I’m first and I’m last. The way she acts leaves me feeling lucky
and tortured, at peace and in dismay, excited and bored.
There lies all of this in a woman so petite that you would never expect
it. Her hair bounces when she walks, almost in perfect unison to the beating
of my heart. Her eye’s sparkle like blades of grass in the wet morning
dew. Her skin is like silk to the touch, but just wait until the other
side rears its ugly head. I can’t wait to see what she puts me through
next.
Love,
Movie Freak
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