She has so many words.

So many wants, so many needs.

It plagues her being, the question of whether she does want to or not.

The way you look, the way you walk.

The way you smell, the way you talk.

It plagues her being, the idea of you.

She is undeniably smitten by what you are, what you are about.

In her eyes, you are a giant.

In her heart, you are what she wants.

The fear of losing you frightens her.

The fear of running you away scares her.

She knows who you are, but she doesn't.