Yesterday night was perfect. She made everything so perfect, because she is perfect herself.

We were swimming in the pool when she went inside her house all of a sudden to get an album by Mandy Moore. At first I just rolled my eyes and said to her sounding like a smartass, "I love Mandy Moore, too." She just looked at me without saying anything at first. Then she gave me her hand to get out of the pool, and asked me to dance.

We started dancing slowly while the song "Only Hope" was playing. It felt great holding her in my arms. It's as if my arms were made for her to fit in them. I love holding her.

She makes me feel loved just by being around me. By smiling at me. By looking in my eyes, by hugging me. Just by everything she does, be it something big or small.

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