Bittersweet Happiness

I saw him today. Only for a couple of minutes, but it was enough. A couple of minutes was all it took to be slammed with overwhelming joy. One smile. One smile was all it took for my heart to soar. One word. One word was music–a hypnotic melody tempting my resolve. And those eyes . . . those clear blue eyes. . . how can anyone ever look away from them?! Finally, that hug. It took all I had in me to pull away. I struggled to let go. I wanted to hang onto him forever . . . allĀ I could think about was how much I wanted him to be the first person I saw and heard in the morning, and the last person I heard and saw before falling asleep at night–for the rest of my life.

But the truth is, I can’t have him.

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