Him

                                    

                                          
He was crazy amazing. The best love you could imagine, well I had it. He only had eyes for me. He wasn't this way with other girls. He just wanted  me. That was the best feeling in the world. To over hear him asking his friends for advice and coming to my friends  for advice was just about  the sweetest thing ever. He had those beautiful  eyes that your heart got lost in. He had this laugh that could brighten up a horrible  day. His sense of humor was the best thing ever. He made me laugh, truly laugh. He would always tease me in the sweetest way possible. He was always tall and he would tease me about being short. He had this Southern  accent  that I could listen  to  for hours. We could talk for days and never run out of anything to say. There  was nothing about him that I would change. He was perfect to me. Everybody always asked me what I saw in him ,and a million  amazing feelings just rushed through me. I always just responded with "I just do. He's perfect to me." People would always roll their eyes when I would say that. It didn't matter to me at all. He was my love, and what everyone  else  thought didn't bother me.