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Friday, March 29, 2013
Love, at first sight.
The second time I fell in love was different than the first
You see, I never believed in love at first sight.
The first girl who stole my heart took it one piece at a time
I told her that love was journey, not a destination
What started as butterflies in my stomach grew into more
It grew into holding hands, and kisses at midnight
It grew into saying three words, and 3 hour goodnights
It grew into 6 hour drives just to see each other
It grew into questions on one knee and walking down aisles
But that was the first girl who stole my heart
The second girl who stole my heart showed me something new
The first time I laid my eyes on her I knew it was love
I knew I wanted to protect her from any harm
I knew I wanted to keep holding her in my arms
I wanted to hold her, to kiss her, to tell her I love her
From the first second I saw her, I wanted all these things
At first sight, you think you understand love
The first girl I fell in love with showed me love in ways that
made me think I knew everything there was to know about love
But when the doctor showed me my baby girl for the first time
it forced me to rethink things. I started to understand love at first sight.
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