You Are...

November 6, 2012
You creep into my brain.
You infest it until you are the only thing left.
You take over everything.
You make it impossible for me to think about anything else.
Yet you soothe me when I am upset.
You cheer me up when I'm down.
You can make me laugh.
You are kind to me.
You make me feel safe.
Your voice is like morphine.
Your smile is my sun.
Your friendship is addictive, yet it will never be enough.
You are my life, my sun.
You are my end and my devil.

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