Allie Kohaul

She is sweet. She is bitter. She leaves me lying with headaches but also with understanding. She is there for me when I'm down and also when I'm up. She encourages me to do things I normally wouldn't as well as things I probably shouldn't. She is my greatest influence and potentially my greatest downfall. Her scent lingers on my breath. I crave her. I look forward to her in the evening but loathe her in the morning. My mother does not approve but she is my perfect woman.