She is.
She is classy,
yet strange.
Those eyes,
God I could gaze into them forever.
She is,
is in love with another man.
It breaks my heart to see her's get stomped on,
I can't fix it,
I can love you,
I can be your happily ever after.
He's with her now,
no need to worry,
cause hey,
I'm here.
She is,
lovely in every way,
arrogant in others,
a bit spazy,
but I don't care,
I love her.
She is,
is a prodigy,
crying over spilt milk,
but I can clean it up,
no pain required.
My love for her transcends the heavens,
she needs my love,
she wants my love,
she just doesn't realize it yet.
But will she ever?
I want to stop her tears,
her pain,
never in a million years would I burden that delicate creature the the burdens that man has put upon her,
that's not love,
not at all.
Love is full of honesty,
trust,
forgiveness,
not lies.
Meredith,
I will never,
ever,
lie to you,
For I Love You.