Her smile is the first thing I want to see when I wake up,
Her warm hand in mine,
Our eyes pouring into each others,
Her head on my shoulder,
When I am away from her I feel homesick,
I thought home was 4 walls and a roof,
Turns out,
Home is where her chocolate brown eyes are,
Where her laughter is,
Where me and her are together.
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