Long I stood there waiting, wishing, fearing. Dreaming dreams that no immortal ever dared dream before. – Edgar Allan Poe
Preface
In that moment, my
triumphant epiphany was not winning a game, but a simple clarity;
the
realization that she had always been meant for me, and that my past
months of torment had only proved how much I could not live without
her. She had forever become the foundation of my existence.
Every instinct to the contrary had simply been a denial of the following truth:
I was now and would always be in love with her.