First Ever FInished

I think about her all day.
I think of her beauty.
I think about her beautiful hair gleaming in the sun.
I think of all the things that could come to of us.
I think about all the beautiful heartache and hardships to come.
The beautiful pain and complete bliss for years to come just by the memory. The memory of her, the memory of her smell, the memory of her look the memory of her smile, the memory of her soul. every time i recall that memory of her it brings the largest smile on my face it could break records. All i can think of is her infinite and unconditional love. and not to mention her spirit. because that day. that day of infamy she gave me her soul, her spirit, her heat. to keep all to my own. and that day i saw her for the first time my heart was hers. my soul, my spirit was HERS.