She will meet a boy.
Who will be blown away,
at first sight.
Who will ask her to coffee,
and comment on her hair.
Who will think about her,
when she is there, and when she is not.
Who will wear perfume for her,
and make her feel like the only one in the world.
Who will slide a ring onto her finger,
vowing to always be hers.
Who will feel pain with her her,
clenching her hand so tight as if they were one.
Who will laugh uncontrollably with her,
sharing every part of life, big and small.
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