One is clever, sarcastic, artistic, and is head over heels in Любовь with me.
One is naive, gentle, sweet, but is taken.
One has dark brown eyes that smolder like stars in the midnight sky.
One has bright blue eyes that take my breath away.
One casually darts in and out of my mind.
One stays there, and I can't get her out of the life of me.
One makes me laugh with her about other's mistakes and misfortunes.
One makes me laugh at her for being so adorable.
One is sour, but then she's sweet.
One is always sweet.
One is named Gwen.
One is named Lindsay.
And I just need to pick one.
I need to pick the one that makes me smile.
I need to pick the one that I can talk to without being judged.
I need to pick one that won't criticize my every action.
I need to pick the one that I don't have to be a cliche to impress.
I need to pick the one that I wrote that song for.
I need to pick my Summer Girl.
Link to chapter 2 of the real story: link
One is naive, gentle, sweet, but is taken.
One has dark brown eyes that smolder like stars in the midnight sky.
One has bright blue eyes that take my breath away.
One casually darts in and out of my mind.
One stays there, and I can't get her out of the life of me.
One makes me laugh with her about other's mistakes and misfortunes.
One makes me laugh at her for being so adorable.
One is sour, but then she's sweet.
One is always sweet.
One is named Gwen.
One is named Lindsay.
And I just need to pick one.
I need to pick the one that makes me smile.
I need to pick the one that I can talk to without being judged.
I need to pick one that won't criticize my every action.
I need to pick the one that I don't have to be a cliche to impress.
I need to pick the one that I wrote that song for.
I need to pick my Summer Girl.
Link to chapter 2 of the real story: link
One is clever, sarcastic, artistic, and is head over heels in Любовь with me.
One is naive, gentle, sweet, but is taken.
One has dark brown eyes that smolder like stars in the midnight sky.
One has bright blue eyes that take my breath away.
One casually darts in and out of my mind.
One stays there, and I can't get her out of the life of me.
One makes me laugh with her about other's mistakes and misfortunes.
One makes me laugh at her for being so adorable.
One is sour, but then she's sweet.
One is always sweet.
One is named Gwen.
One is named Lindsay.
And I just need to pick one.
I need to pick the one that makes me smile.
I need to pick the one that I can talk to without being judged.
I need to pick one that won't criticize my every action.
I need to pick the one that I don't have to be a cliche to impress.
I need to pick the one that I wrote that song for.
I need to pick my Summer Girl.
Link to chapter 2 of the real story: link
One is naive, gentle, sweet, but is taken.
One has dark brown eyes that smolder like stars in the midnight sky.
One has bright blue eyes that take my breath away.
One casually darts in and out of my mind.
One stays there, and I can't get her out of the life of me.
One makes me laugh with her about other's mistakes and misfortunes.
One makes me laugh at her for being so adorable.
One is sour, but then she's sweet.
One is always sweet.
One is named Gwen.
One is named Lindsay.
And I just need to pick one.
I need to pick the one that makes me smile.
I need to pick the one that I can talk to without being judged.
I need to pick one that won't criticize my every action.
I need to pick the one that I don't have to be a cliche to impress.
I need to pick the one that I wrote that song for.
I need to pick my Summer Girl.
Link to chapter 2 of the real story: link