Perfection is to be without flaw. When I see her that all I see. No flaws. Only the most perfect creature to be seen. How can such a magnificent being truly exist in a society such as this? Is it truly possible? I do believe it is.

She makes me smile and laugh uncontrollably. She makes me feel like I’m a kid on the playground who just got his first kiss all over again. When she speaks it’s as if there is no other sound but hers. When she sleeps it’s as if the world stops completly. She makes me want to do more. She’s my inspiration. My true light at the end of the tunnel. And I couldn’t ask for anyone better to call mine.