"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of reality" ~Edgar Allan Poe.
True –very, very true. I was terrified, I was horrified. Days had passed by even months; but nothing had happen. How can this be? I was sure, so very, very sure that he heard me that last time, so then why am I still grieving my loss with numb eyes and dried up tears? I was losing my patience; I was losing my mind yet again. I needed an answer, and I needed it quick. I can only fall down a deep dark pit so many times.
It was the 4th of September; a decade of months had passed by. It was almost impossible for me to face the world; face the same people I once did in school, trying to burry my soul so as to hide my hurt feelings. So here I was, smiling and sparkling for the second day of my college. Admissions had gone by smoothly; yet no excitement touched me. I sat there in my class, pretending on the outside while screaming on the inside.
Here is the point where you fancy me insane, I saw the man, the angel I wished for in that dark and dreary night. However, I was clueless of his importance in my life I said, “ hello, nice to meet you.” And he smiled back. So shy was he to speak a word, he kept smiling the whole time. I did not know I had an intimidating personality, who knew depression could come in handy. He was a friend of a friend and I was just a damsel in distress, so perfectly did it fit except for the fact that he had a woman of his own.
No matter, the situation was a mess, keep reading this, you’ll see how we met.
"The boundaries which divide life from death are at best shadowy and vague. who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins." ~Edgar Allan Poe.
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