I just met you, and yet...I feel as if...you are a part of me...a literal part of me. Like...even those who I thought I had fallen for...it was never this quick. Never.

But it takes more than just text to draw someone to you. You should know this by now...

When I talked to you on the phone, my heart stopped, my breath drew short. I didn't know what you looked like, but your voice painted a vivid picture of a goddess. When I saw your actual image...nothing I could ever have came up with, nothing my mind had ever written as visible data, would have come close to your complete beauty. Everything from your eyes, your smile...everything was so perfect.

A voice can say many things about a person...why was hers so...familiar? Like...our lines had crossed before...Like...I had known you in a past life? It haunts me, the beautiful melody - like a quiet surrender that I just don't want to wake from...

I didn't want to hang up...I didn't want to because I wanted to keep talking to you but...I knew I had to. I had to because...I was afraid I'd say something to scare you away...

Yet I know..I could never push you away...Never. Not even if I tried...Could it be...I've found that missing piece of my heart?

When all three of us talked on the phone...it was as if...time stood still. Three hearts beating in a rhythm, in time...together. Your laughter made all the hurt, all the pain from the past, vanish. As if...as if you were singing a song with your tender smile, your giggles being the melody, your soft breaths the words as we all collapsed from laughing a little too hard. Even in silence, which was rare...we need not say a word...we knew each others thoughts...yet...

we..

just..

met...

You can't fall this hard, this deeply for someone you just met...can you? Of course not - if it's to be meaningful, if it's to be honest and true, to be pure and kind, you can't. Look five times before you jump, because...you'll just get hurt again.

But....who's to say when one can feel smitten...can fall hard like this? Who's to say what you're feeling isn't right...Who's to judge when one can feel this way?


Dedicated to my one, my only, .