There comes a moment in life when you realise you've found exactly what you've been looking for.
Mine occurred when I was just seventeen years old.
She was new in town, moved to live with her father Charlie after being in Phoenix her own life.
Forks was her own personal hell. I could tell by the look on her face when she walked into Forks High on her first day, frowning at the rain and shivering within her coat.
I instantly wanted to take care of her.
Every boy wanted her, every boy stared after her, every boy tried to get her attention.
But as if we were two raindrops on a window, we travelled towards each other.
I always used the comparison when I was with her, and trying to describe exactly how I felt about her.
We caught, and held, each other's attention from her first hour in school. By lunch time we were friends. By home time I was in love with her.
There comes a moment in life when you realise you've lost exactly what you always looked for.
Mine occurred when I was just eighteen years old.