"Finding the light in the darkest corners of the heart Part 1"

I thought of her again, the girl I loved. I thought of the way her hair fell over her shoulders, of her smiling face and shining eyes, alight with mischief and intelligence. I thought of her laughter, and I felt a twinge of hurt. It hurt because she can never be mine.

I first met her a bit under a year ago. I played Magic: The Gathering at this little cubbyhole of a hobby store at the mall near my home. So there I was, dicking around with my friends and in she walks. She was small, a tad under 5 feet, and had on this cute little uniform on that identified her as a student of a well known university. We were entranced, to say the least. See, we haven’t seen a female of the same species take a liking to the game we played regularly in a while. She and her friends quickly became part of our small community, and we all became friends with her as well. It was great. We had some great times, and shared a lot of laughs. In a way, she became the group’s little sister, our mascot, if you will. We played pranks on each other, shared snacks, game cards and advice. Then things changed, at least for me.

It started a couple of weeks ago. I had been feeling more and bitterer about life than I usually did, which was par the course for me. She came in after having been absent for quite a while, which meant a lot of catching up would be in order. We fell to chatting up on a messenger service while I was at work. As I opened up to her, I felt like my blinders were being taken off, and I began seeing her in a brand new light: not just the group’s little sister, but a person. A woman.

Then, the unthinkable happened.

I Fell. Hard and fast.

So now the question is, where do I go from here?

To Be Continued.....