She wasn’t like everyone else.
She was the calm after the storm.
The first good thing to happen on a bad day.
You know the feeling of laying down in your bed at 11p.m. when you’ve been up since 6? The feeling that says ‘rest easy’ the day is over?
She’s the daily dose of caffeine used as your pick me up because you couldn’t sleep the night before; she was on your mind then too.
But lets be honest, she’s on your mind all the time.
She consumes you in ways a person has always wanted to be consumed by another.