It was a beautiful crisp morning of February 4, 2002; I was standing outside having a cigarette and looking around the parking lot. I glanced over to see trucks passing by and that is when I noticed this fine Puerto Rican man walking. The man of my dreams was walking towards me with a big smile on his face. He had short jet black hair with beautiful light brown eyes; he had a small nose but it …
showed first 75 words of 965 total

showed last 75 words of 965 total
…ever in my life forget him. We both look back on our past when we first met and think about us now. We are still the same, nothing has changed besides his hair. He is still the loving and handsome man I met two and a half years ago. We still have our romantic dinners and movies, but thinking back on all that has happened with us, I would not change anything in the world.