Can This Be True Poem by cira cortes

What is this addiction I have towards him?
I cant seem to understand.
When he holds my hand,
It feels like I just won a game.
I know this sounds lame.
But this is how I feel about him.
He is someone I can trust,
Talk to,
Even feel comfortable around him.
This is too good to be true.
Is this really happening?
Is he the one?
Have I found my sole mate?
When he kisses me,
I can see the fireworks.
Just like 4th of July.
When he hugs me,
I wish he would never let go.
Is this a dream I’m leaving in?