Sugar's POV:
Perfect.
That's the only word that comes to mind when I think of Harmony Pearce.
We grew up together so I got to see her crystal blue eyes pretty much every day.
We were young when we first met.
I was about eight when our hands first touched.
"Hi, I'm Harmony Pearce."
She was so adorable as she shook my hand.
"Sugar Motta."
From that day on, it was as if we had some weird unspoken bond that only we knew about.
We sat next to each other in class, secretly passing notes.
We had dance and choir together, always being dance and duet partners.
We did pretty much everything together.
We were inseparable.
Then, there came a day when that unspoken bond seemed stronger than ever before.
A storm hit Ohio.
It wasn't bad, but I hated rain.
My parents didn't really care.
They would just tell me the same thing over and over again.
"You're twelve, Sugar. You don't need to be afraid of rain!"
About two minutes into the thunderstorm, there was a knock on my bedroom door.
I hurried to it and opened it.
Standing there in front of me was a soaked Harmony.
She somehow managed to look even more beautiful than usual.
Her hair may have been tangled and stuck to her face, but her eyes were just as bright as usual and her amazing smile was still present on her face.
I'll never forget the first thing she said when she saw me.
"I just needed to see that you were okay."
The first part of the sentence got me the most.
She just needed to see me.
She stayed the night with me.
I don't think her eyes closed once that night.
She let me rest my head on her legs as I drifted asleep.
The few times I awoke during the night, I was immediately cooed back to sleep by Harmony's sweet singing and her fingers brushing softly through my hair.
Even later in our lives, we grew even closer.
She had just turned sixteen and gotten a car for her birthday.
Not having many people to share it with, she took me out on a drive with her.
She pulled into an old pasture with nothing in it and took my hand in hers.
"It's perfect isn't it?"
She had managed to find the most remarkable place to watch the sunset.
"Not as perfect as you."
I let it slip and instantaneously wanted the words to go back into my mouth.
We sat staring into each other's eyes as the sun set then it just happened.
Our lips connected, sealing the bond that we had forever.
As we parted all I could do was smile.
From that night on, I knew I could never leave her, so when we turned eighteen, I proposed.
She made me the happiest person alive by saying yes.
We moved to New York that Spring and got married the day we were settled in.
Tomorrow is our fifteenth anniversary.
I cry every year when that day rolls around.
The tears are for no reason except a small reminder.
They remind me that I'm with the most perfect human ever.
Just like she did when we were younger, she sings to me and gets me to stop crying.
My life couldn't get any better because I have Harmony Pearce-Motta and our eternal bond.