There is a girl

There is a girl
With eyes as dark as she believes her soul to be.
There is a girl
Who's hair has been more colors
Than the sky as the sun sets beneath the edge of the world.
There is a girl
Who's laugh makes me laugh,
Who's smile makes me smile,
And who's happiness makes me happy.
There is a girl
Who I love,
Who I have loved for almost as long as I have known her.
I have loved her for so long
It's nearly impossible to tell
What it was like before.
There is a girl
Who may or may not know how I feel.
There is a girl
Who falls in love with boys not yet men,
With fresh stubble on their faces.
But she is happy
With her boys,
So I will be happy for her.