The One for Me

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    The One for Me

    I dont know what it is...
    Why do I love him so much?
    Is it the way he says "I love you"
    or the way he calls me his dream girl,
    maybe its the way he holds me close,
    brushes my hair back,
    looks me straight in the eye,
    and says "My dream girl"
    and sometimes its "My queen"
    with his beautiful smile,
    eyes filled with love,
    waking up in the morning,
    his arms wraped around me
    sometimes he just watches me sleep.
    no matter what i do he still loves me.
    ill act crazy and feel entierly comfortable,
    ill talk with my mouth full,
    but all he says is "your a dork, my dorky bear."
    ill be completly random,
    but all i heir is his peaceful laugh.
    he always right by my side.
    when i cry because im scared to loose him,
    all he does is hold me say "I promise that wont happen"
    the first time i said,
    im not ready, i want to wait,
    he wasnt mad
    all he said was....
    "I respect that, all i want is your love."
    tears filled with happiness the first time i heard him say,
     "You'll always have a special place in my heart."
    he loves my family, i think my family loves him too.
    he calls my mom "mom"
    my sisters, his sister,
    he helps sabrina in the car,
    tickles Heathyr when she crys.
    Could this be?
    Have i realy found the one,
    the one whos meant for me?
    i know he is...
    i just have this feeling,
    a feeling like no other.
    Could i one day be Mrs. Navarro?
    waw that sounds nice...
    Amanda Navarro <3



    -Amanda Adriana Nicole Martinez

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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