Harder then any other before her. Rightnow she’s asleep in my bed, and it’s the cutest thing. I can’t wait to cuddle up next to her, neither of us sleep right unless we’re physically sleeping together. And my day just isn’t complete until my lips are against hers and my arms are around her waist. She brings joy to me. A joy I never thought I would have again at this extent. My own little heroin full of it’s madness of sanity in a happiness that can only be given by igniting the fire. The fire between us is a burning chaos of love, and who would really want to call that in for emergency to put out when it’s such a rare sight you’re stuck in awe at it. Jaw dropping. That’s what she is in the morning when she first wakes up, without any makeup on right out of the shower. It’s stunning, how she sips her coffee and exhales the smoke from her cigarette from her mouth and her nose. I’m attached to every single detail as though i’m absorbing the energy from the sun in a solar panel powered car. No one else brings such a smile to my face. Nothing comes close to how euphoric it feels when we’re laughing over tickle fights and mocking one another in our best friend moments that should be caught on camera. we are like jack and sally wrapped up in flesh and bones. My heart has never known another so much as it’s home, until now. Until I found her, she’s simply, The One.