When it comes to what I know and what people have to offer these days, it’s a joke. The things she did, the way she made me feel… I have yet to find anything that comes anywhere near it. It’s tiring spending hours… Days.. Months, with someone.. Anyone that isn’t her. What was it about her that set her apart from the rest. Was it because she was so beautiful? Perhaps it was because her body turned me on like no other? No.. It was because I truely loved her. The same way I do now. I’d do anything to feel that feeling right about now. ANYTHING… Anything. Even write a story… A story of a girl.. A girl that I love.