Tortures of the damned

I hadn't met her in so long. It's been over a year since I heard our jokes told out loud. Over a year since I last felt this way. And it felt so good I wanted to cry. I never thought things could be this good, but when we were laughing, it felt like we never had been apart in the first place. How does she do this? She's my princess, my little sister, my angel, the one who saved me so many times. She's my soulmate, and I'll write her name in the skies.