To the most beautiful girl
who’s ever crossed my path,
Your eyes shine brightly in my memory.
The red bandana I adore,
The braids resting softly against your face,
And that smile—
It makes a girl think,
“Oh my,
I wish you were mine.”
Week Four of Class :oP
To the most beautiful girl
who’s ever crossed my path,
Your eyes shine brightly in my memory.
The red bandana I adore,
The braids resting softly against your face,
And that smile—
It makes a girl think,
“Oh my,
I wish you were mine.”
I WISH I HAD GOTTEN YOUR NAME!
