My girlfriend loves me I know she does.
You know the type, five foot two, eyes of blue.
What more could I want?
I’ve been caught in her web of loveliness, smitten by her love and affection, I float about each day, enraptured by her and all she means to me.
My life was a meaningless meandering, I shuffled as I walked, I had a turned down mouth, nothing stimulated me, I could feel life slipping away from me.
Then a chance encounter, it was as if a light was switched on and like a moth on a hot night, I was attracted to it.
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