It will always be him.
The way his blue eyes shine
Or his sensual lips smirk.
The way his dimple makes me forget.
His smooth hands on my skin.
It will always be him
The softness of his hair
The self-depracation of his humor.
His depth of intelligence.
His insecurity.
It will always be him
His selfish disregard
His addictive ways
His gentleness
His passion
It will always be him
His innocence
His wisdom beyond his years
His temper
His loyalty to his friends.
It will always be him.
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