Emily is hauntingly beautiful. She is the sort of girl that inspires the romantic within us all. She is the girl songs are written about, the girl that makes you want to pick up a guitar, the girl you find yourself writing poems for, in a giddy haze at 4 in the morning, whilst in the back of your mind wondering what the hell happened to your masculinity. Objectively, she is out of your league and yet every part of her seems to scream, 'talk to me, know me, love me'. The idea of another guy touching her sends you into a murderous rage and the idea of someone breaking her spirit simply breaks your heart. Falling for her can be intense and overwhelming, you fall hard and you fall fast but she can melt even the most stoical of hearts so don't attempt to fight it. Emily has left my life yet the memories of her seem more vivid every day. Missing her is agony. I know I may never meet my Emily again but I will never forget her. No man could ever love her more than me, though I am sure many will try.
Guy 1: Daaaamn! Check out Emily!!
Guy 2: Back off. She's MINE. She just doesn't know it yet.. :(