The Plain Truth

She is;
A whole new dimension.
The taste of colors not yet seen,
The smell of the way orange looks on a Saturday night,
The way green feels on canvas.
Thundering through a sun-lit sky at 3am just because she wants to,
And twisting your heartstrings while you think you’re being cool.
She is;
Shorter than the average man, but smarter and less useless.
Stealing hearts in the middle of the night but gives them back by morning,
And does things just to say she did.
She is my driving force,
My motivation,
My best friend.
I wake up in the morning just to pass the
Days before I see her again.