It's Called Love.

I thought I was marrying the love of my life, that was until i joined my photography class. Could sitting to the cute blonde boy ruin my so called "perfect" life? Once the sparks go away, i can finally see the real truth. And this silly little thing, it's called love.

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1. I N T R O

          It was a beutiful day. The birds were singing their songs of joy,the sun beams raining down on the smiling people below. I was walking down the open and sunny path with my boyfriend. He suddently stopped and turned to me.

          "Joe," he said, "Iv'e been in love with you for so long now. From the way you flip your hair, to the way you talk in your sleep." I turned a little red at this statement. "And I would love you even more, if you would do me the honor of becoming my wife." He got down on one knee and opened a little box. Inside contained a little, but very beautiful diamond ring.

          "Oh my godh Rick, of corse i will!" And with that, he jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. I instantlly felt the sparks that i felt the first time we went on a date. I could not be marrying a more perfect man.

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