Hello all! Stupid me forgot my original email address for this site and now I've created a new after about 2 hours of trying to figure out how to get it back. My original story 'I Can't Help Falling in Love' was updated a few weeks back with chapter one posted. I've reposted now, along with a new chapter. Thanks!
I Can't Help Falling In Love
Love.
I know that it is undefinable.
I know that I've never been completely and utterly in love because the feeling of not being able to live with the other person has never taken over me.
God save me from my own inability to love with no qualms, insecurities, doubt.
Will the day ever come for me? Will my turn for love come? Am I capable of falling, recognizing and accepting love?
My life has a purpose. I know it does. I know now that it is not simply to aid my best friend and my worlds to safety. The war has come and gone. The hardships and obstacles to peace and tranquility have vanished. Though they have not vanished completely, I know that the hardest part is now over. Yet, in my core, this feeling of unfulfillment, has overshadowed all I've achieved and left me wanting something more.
Perhaps, it is my need for human contact or my desire to be a part of something greater than everything I've lived and known. I don't know why I did what I did. What I do know is that it felt right. Better than I imagined. I think I know what everyone was talking about now.
I'm more afraid than ever. This battle is only mine, and that's what makes it so frightening. I don't have my best friends by my side, only my brain and my heart. Conflicting by nature, yet, I can't live without them.
I tried writing down my feelings on a blank piece of paper. I hoped to get some direction, some understanding. I got nothing.
Everyone awaits what the brightest witch of her age is going to do with her life. I don't have the answers to their questions. I have only more questions.
I only have one answer in mind. One direction in mind.
One person in mind.
I feel a tap on my shoulder. I don't want to look away from the sky and the clouds and the stars. I want to keep dreaming of what could be, of what might be.
Where am I going to go?
"Ginny."