She continues to marvel me on a daily basisnMy heart fluttersnI smile at the thought of her; even slight thought of hernPassion and love are surging through her veins. nShe's amazing like that nIt's intense and flavorfulnnSometimes I relapse to a prior selfnDo you know how that can happen?nLike suddenly you are the you from months ago or even yearsnnSuddenly you have perspective nAnd maybe you don't knownWhen I find myself in those places nI remember aching sonFor someone and then I'd wake up nAnd find that gaping holenFinally filled and overflowing with sugarnnI've got my girl and God I love hern(She's better than skittles even)nnI remember every bit of what it was like for menIn the dark month of May last year, I cried incessantlynIn a blur I stumbled through nJune, July, August and September toonTrying too desperately to find a remedynSomething not too painfully bleaknnI've got my girl and God I love hernShe's like the red ones, like the blue ones like the green ones nnAnd I love her more than any flavor of the rainbow