To My Dearest,

Please like this post if you have experienced hit-you,no-smacked-your-head-hard-type of love, at least once.

When I met you I thought, "I just met the most beautiful woman in the world."
When I lost you I realized, how right I was when I thought of that.

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I think you're really beautiful behind the wheel. You make me want to pull the windows down and just let the wind play with my hair.
I think you're really beautiful when your hair's a mess, I think you make any mess beautiful.
I think you're really beautiful when you fix your hair, those "bangs" I blame of hiding your eyes. I'm not fond of your eyes, yes, but I'm fond of who you are and your eyes are an understatement of your beautiful soul, I don't like that.
I think you're really beautiful when you don't react, you look like a beautiful statue: hard, cold, permanent.
But I think you're most beautiful when you illicit a reaction because it is when you connect to the world that you wear your most beautiful heart on your sleeves.

I think you're really beautiful when you're alone. It makes me want to sit close, closer, forever.
I think you're really beautiful when you're in a crowd. You stand out, no, you wash them all out with your radiance.
I think you're beautiful when you eat. I like seeing you nourish yourself with the good things.
I think you're beautiful when you drink. Oh, when you drink coffee I am wide awake; when you drink beer I am all drunk.
I think you're beautiful when you think. I couldn't wait for the things you have to say.
I think you're beautiful when you're asleep. You are my dream come true.

I think your small teeth are beautiful.
I think your body is beautiful.
I think your legs are the smoothest thing my hands could ever touch.

I think your voice is sexy.
I think your humor is crazy.
I think the way you carelessly slide off the floor is a graceful dance.

I think you're beautiful by the beach.
I think you're beautiful against the light.
I think you're beautiful anywhere you decide to stand.
I think the world is beautiful because of you.

I think your hands are cold.
I think your touch is warm.
When you stop being beautiful,
is the day I go blind.



-K-

Cherish the love @kumikomae

Please pass this on, it's about time that we let every single "most beautiful person" of this world know that for someone, she is everything beautiful.

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I just want you to know that to me, you are and will always be, my most beautiful. http://bit.ly/bK24Fh

Please like this post if you have experienced hit-you,no-smacked-your-head-hard-type of love, at least once.