I never seemed to consider that I would ever fall in love. Maybe it was the way I grew up, or maybe that I never seem to find the time to understand myself better.

I guess I never thought I'd get lonely either. It's almost as if I assumed I was as empty as an actor's laugh. Maybe at one point I was…

I remember those days, the smile I had plastered onto my face was almost real. Almost. Inside, I felt nothing, like a lifeless, wooden doll.

It was strange that day that I finally felt alive. The feeling as blood seemed to rush through my veins, my heart pounding like a drum. I could feel the air suddenly vacate my body and my face grow warm.

She had walked through the door.

I was at a party for one my friends when she brought me to life. When our eyes met, for that single moment, I felt it. As if I had awaken from a deep slumber. I felt drawn to her, as if she were a magnet.

She was wearing a low cut tank top, with different tropical patterns. The low cut clearly exposed her side profile from the arm down. Her thin torso, slightly tan skin, and a sports bra. I tried to draw my eyes away, but couldn't bring myself to.

She seemed to shine like the Sun. Like a descending angel, her voice was soft as silk and her warm eyes inviting. Every action was smooth and flawless. She walked with pride that was rivaled by only that of a lion. Eyes a hazelnut brown, and deep enough to drown in. Her smile was like a drug, I couldn't help but want to see more of it. I felt addicted, but I could do nothing more than wonder if she'd ever break up with her boyfriend.

When she talked about him it felt as if someone had dropped a weight onto my chest. She talked about how much she loved him and what he was like. She'd chatter away about him, I'd listen, but on the inside it felt like walking on glass

She poured out every last bit of what she could tell me in those few hours. Before I knew it time had flown by and it had gotten dark. She wrapped me in a warm embrace and said we'd talk again soon. My heart raced in those few seconds, her sweet scent intoxicating me, her warm arms pressing me against her before she pulled away and waved goodbye.

A pang of loneliness came upon me, and something else I couldn't explain. I could feel something, something new. At that moment, I considered it. Just for a moment.

Could this be love?