Her name is Sam
It's simple, is it not? I'm in love, oh God, aren't I love? What is love is exactly? Is it when you feel your heart pounding in your chest so hard it my just come out? Or is it when someone makes you smile through the good and bad? Maybe love is when you stare at them and you just know. If that's the case then yes, I'm in love with Sam. You're probably thinking, "You're just a kid, you don't know what love is yet." That's where you're wrong. Yes, I may be just a kid, but I know I love someone when I see them.Let me tell you a little something Sam, and why I'm in love with her:
Her name is Sam, and I'm not going to go any further with the name for personal reasons. She's a beautiful 19-year-old who always puts herself down, because she likes to see herself differently from me. She's very outgoing, and fun, and she always has this way of making somebody laugh when they truly need it. She's one of those people you could listen to talk all day and never get bored. Each word is a blessing, and I get get enough. Sam is one of those girls' you think about when a song comes on a radio or she's one of those girls' you think about in a story. Everything about Sam is wonderful, so how could you not love her? Sam is the rose while everyone else is the thorns.
Being in love is tough, because you have to watch the person you love, love someone else. It stabs my heart multiple times to hear her talk about her boyfriend, or that she's been talking to this guy, or this guy, and oh! This guy really likes her. Maybe I'm just selfish, maybe I just want her all to myself. How rude, right? But why would I want to interfere when she's happy? Because I love her I should want to see her happy, correct?
Her boyfriend is a douche and a coward and doesn't deserve her smiles each morning the sun rises and when it goes down. You might think I'm saying this because I love Sam, but sadly, that's not the case. But, he makes her happy, and so I have to be happy as well.
Loving Sam is hard because she's also my best friend, but what an honor that is, let me tell you. I get to hear her up and downs, I get to hear how her day was, I get to hear her jokes and laugh a long with her. She may not love me back, but damn, being her best friend was enough for me.
Sam doesn't ever have to love me, because I know what we have is fine. I can love her from the side and be happy for her no matter what. All I wish from God is that someone will love her as much as I do.
Her name is Sam, and I love her.
