Forget.
He made her forget.
He made her forget everything; the horrible memories of her childhood were one of the many things forgotten because of him. The childhood that reminded her terribly of the horrid loneliness she had experienced in her short life was completely forgotten when he came by. The regret and guilt from bad decisions made in the past were forgotten as well.
Even her various insecurities and the heavy burdens weighed on her back didn't come to mind when she was with him.
Her sadness, her misery, her depression; everything was forgotten when he came.
Everything was forgotten and replaced with the upmost joy.
Joy and happiness came to her whenever she thought of him, no matter what mood she had previously been in.
His soft blood red hair,
His deep husky voice,
His soft pale skin,
His strong hands,
His warm body,
His minty breath,
His welcoming arms,
His soft pink lips,
Him.
Gaara.
After a tiring and occasionally depressing day at the Hokage office, he made her forget everything except for him.
And all it took was a kiss.