Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know
that you would die without them... it matters not. Because once in
your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to
you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their
souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know
that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings
of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, No paper would
do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A
feeling. Only felt.
Whatever girls were to the world they became everything to me. Girls are so loveable and understanding. "I love girls."