GolfingGirl

I love brown eyes. Their darkness is intriguing, and beautiful. My brother has brown eyes, my best friend has brown eyes, and my crush... beautiful brown eyes. Their pools of chocolate are some of the most beautiful I've ever seen.

My goals: 4.0 GPA throughout school Varsity swimming and golf Running Start Transfer to Stanford Geophysics major Work in the Cascades Get married Have kids Witness a volcanic eruption Go back to Disney! Save a life Be bad-ass Set new course record Meet a celebrity Retire early Make a major scientific discovery Be featured in a science documentary

I've been looking for almost 2 weeks now. All the social medias, all over the webernet. I still don't know his last name. But I will keep searching, because he blew me away. He's not like any other guy, And I can't stop thinking about him. I hope he thinks about me, too. What if I never see him again? What if he doesn't like me too? What if he ends up being a jerk? What if I scare him off? I ask so many questions, Yet I will still keep looking, For the boy with the beautiful brown eyes, And amazing brown curls, That stole my heart, And I don't want him to give it back.

This boy- he's my everything. The reason I get up in the morning, the reason why I don't want to go to bed. He's my joy, and pain. I love him to death, and will make sure he's never hurt. He angers me, like all little brothers do, But it's not him I hate I hate why he's like that. His brain, it isn't like ours. We don't know what makes him different. All we can do is hope. But I hate waiting. All I want is for him to be happy. So far, I've succeeded. Every day, he wakes up with a smile, Will give me a laugh that makes my day, And I can say to myself, "Now we worry about tomorrow"