Little brown haired, blue eyed boy watches me over my shoulder and I wonder why. He always smiles, makes conversation, laughes, and it kind to me. More kind than necessary, and I wonder why. I think maybe I like him a little. I wonder if he feels the same. I think maybe someday I'll ask him, if I ever think of it again. Little brown haired, blue eyed boy watches me over my shoulder, and I wonder why. -Jada Marie Andrews 11-6-99
Reason for writing:
Self-explanatory.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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