True love makes you feel closer to God. It imbues you with a clean and crisp feeling of clarity. Congruence. Not one detail, not one feeling is out of place. There’s no pause when you think about him. No vague gnawing at the back of your mind you find yourself swatting away, trying to iron out the dissonance before it becomes too pronounced. You keep asking yourself, how is it possible that this kind of person exists? Not because of how they make you feel but the fact that their perspective on life restores innocence in you and it feels like a gust of wind passing through your gut. You remember what you once held in your heart but was buried by sandstorms of cynicism and a skeptical world. And you learn more about yourself just through observing them. Their heart is a kaleidoscope that reflects the unique colours of your soul that you forgot existed. Nostalgic reminders, is there such a thing? That’s him. He’s made me a better woman and he doesn’t even know it.