An addiction.

A drug.

It's intoxicating.

The smell. … When it's near me, I'm bombarded with the smell of mint.

The taste. … When I feel It on my lips, I taste coffee

The touch. … The way it holds my hand, touch my waist, it sends electric shocks

To see it every day is a gift on its' own.

I absolutely love it.

The drug… it tastes sweet. Sour. And DEFINITELY Spicy.

The smell… is hard to place, but it smells like him, something wonderful and addicting, something you

can't get out of your mind.

I'm intoxicated.

I've found my drug.

And that's,

You, My Love.