Meeting You

When I met you, my heart collided with it's other half I think about you so much that my fondest memories have grown jealous of the space you take up in my mind I enjoy being around so much that I feel incomplete when you are not near me. Keeping your heart with me is something I'd never want to stop doing, even my own heart gets jealous because I never paid this much attention to it but that'll be fixed because it's in safer hands now. I find myself so attached to you that I cannot find a gap between where my soul ends and yours begins