Beautiful.

She’s freaking beautiful.

She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met,

In any way you could measure it.

When she’s in the room -

I know.

I always know exactly where she is,

Am always somehow _aware_.

When she’s not around,

I’m stressed and anxious,

Itching to be near her.

Because when I’m near her…

There aren’t words.

It’s warm and cold

And safe and thrilling

And comfortable and unknown.

She lights my world on fire,

Leaving vibrant streaks of red and orange.

She’s…

She’s everything.

Absolutely everything.

I’ve never met someone like her.

I’m certain I never will.