You made me feel like shit. In that "you're so beautiful why can't I be that beautiful" kind of way. You smelled like French vanilla and flowers and you tasted even better. When you held me it felt like the warmth under my covers on a cold morning that makes me want to never leave. Your hair was dark chocolate with golden caramel drizzled in it. Your eyes shone when I told you a joke and the lines around your mouth that formed when you smiled made me feel a certain kind of way. You made me feel safe.
