a little nonfiction for anyone who has ever had her.

Ever had that "one girl", should I say. My title makes this post sound like a terrible article about a huge AIDS epidemic that is spreading because everyone sleeps with whoever "Her" is. Totally not the case. The complete opposite, actually.

For anyone who has ever had her. The girl that changes your mind about life, about why you're here. The girl whose eyes can look right through you with little or no effort. The girl that you can't go a day without seeing to and an hour without talking to just to see how her day is or to hear her voice. The girl that always has something interesting to say; you sit on the edge of your seat just waiting for her to breathe. The girl that, when you touch her, your subconscious can't help but create a mental map of every inch of her body so that you never forget the difference between how it feels to touch her hand as opposed to how it feels to touch her arm.

She is that girl that you will never forget no matter how much time goes by. The girl that you could never hate in the slightest even if you fight all the time. The girl that gets you so worked up just so that she can smile and remind you why you discovered beauty in small places. She holds power over you. So much power that you feel like you need to go over and above anything you've ever done before just to make her proud or blush or smile or cry. She is the girl that owns your personal government, the reason you join that facebook group for dying animals in Africa because her passion for something you never thought about makes you want to be a better person.

She is the girl that makes you wish you knew everything just so that you knew how to never hurt her. How to protect her from something that, in the end, needs to happen anyway so that you can learn and grow. Sometimes you don't fight hard enough to keep her and end up losing her forever. So where does that leave you? Your life will never be the same and she's the one you should blame. A trade of sorts. Her heart for your heart. Hopefully, when you find her, you're smart enough to hold on because there's no one else like her. No one else's body will feel like hers or be shaped like hers. No other girl's mind will ever work like hers or compare to your conversations. No other girl will share the night the same as she does, will smell exactly like she does, taste like she does, or bring the morning rays of sunshine through your window (when you don't even have windows) just by smiling at you.

Don't believe me? Just wait till you have her.