High

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Nothing ever compares to what you do to me.
When you're around all I can see is you.
You're smile is sharp and piercing yet still kind.
I could get lost in your eyes, especially when the sun shines on them.
You're hands on my face feels natural, feels safe.
I'm happy when I'm around you, my smile almost never fades.
Even when it does, and our laughter turns to tears, there's always something you say to make it right.
To make it just.
You are like a drug,
although every time i've been high, or drunk,
it doesn't compare to you.
Those things make me dizzy,
make me sick.
But you, you get me high in a way I could never have imagined.
High on life.

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