Hero/Heroine

Heroine. A word which could describe that beautiful girl in two ways. My God she was gorgeous.

Heroin. The drug. To me she was like a drug. I was addicted to her. I was addicted to the feeling I got when I was around her. I was addicted to how she tasted so indescribable, yet so perfect. I was addicted to looking at her. Was that even possible? I couldn't take my eyes off her; so I'm guessing yes.

Heroine. She saved me. She saved me from myself. She saved me from the long and lonely road I was headed down. She was my heroine. To me she was Wonder Woman. She didn't realise it, but she saved me every day, even if I didn't see her. Just the thought of he was enough. She saved me from a relapse.

She was my heroine. The drug which saved me.

AN: going to post next chapter of AA tomorrow. and i know its short, but i like writing like this. its quite creative, and i use a lot of stuff i study in English. R&R