She was everything I never knew I needed. A breath of air after being suffocated. A ray of sun after living in the dark. She was a feast of terrific joy after being famished, living on nothing but sadness for years. And all those things and everything else was what brought my lips down to hers, tethered by an invisible string until they met. Two broken, jagged pieces fitting together to create something smoothed out and perfect. Whole.
