I had a simple yet fulfilling life, or so I thought. I had a pleasant relationship; it held an adequate amount of comfort and passion, so I thought that was what any relationship would offer. I didn't know there was more than that, more to life than simple comfort. It took almost two years for me to realize how mundane my existence was. Why then? It was then, almost two years into my perfectly comfortable relationship, that I met him. At the time I did not know that he would change my life.
My life was moving smoothly as usual, no bumps in the road to slow me down. I was with a man who loved me and was fiercely devoted, promised to never leave me. No matter how comfortable it felt, I feared there was something missing. Something in the back of my mind would rear its ugly head from time to time, telling me there was more to life than this. I, however, dismissed it as ridiculous; what could be better than having someone who would never leave you? So I continued, day in and day out, loving him.
Or so I thought.
One day, one meeting, a series of events were set in motion that I was powerless to halt, not that I would have tried. He was nothing special at first, someone I liked spending time with, but nothing more. One day would change my opinion. We spoke of everything in our minds and hearts with an ease I had never known. I was never one to speak of my feelings, but with him it felt so right, so natural. At first it frightened me, being so honest with someone that some would classify as a stranger. Quickly, I let that go. I felt as if I had known him forever, and by looking into his eyes I could tell he felt the same toward me. I suddenly felt this pull I could not escape had I even tried. My entire life changed in that instant. One day. One meeting. One kiss.
I knew my life would never be the same.