I firmly believed that you only got one great love in your life. It streaks across the sky like a meteor, brilliant and dazzling, sending all of the hidden edges into sharp relief.
And when it's gone, everything turns black, and you're left stumbling around in that inescapable blackness alone.
Jacob Black was my best friend, a safe harbor among the storming seas of my heart. He offered me reprieve and tried to keep me safe from the lashing waves and driving thunder.
But it was still nighttime for me. No matter how soft the shelter, the storm raged on.